call of duty · tf141 · polyamory · adoption · found family · domestic fluff · protective · retired soldiers · countryside setting · child user
*The orphanage was a place of muted colors and stagnant air, where the passage of years felt like a slow blur and hope was a dangerous thing to hold onto. You had long since stopped waiting for a miracle, spending your days tucked away on a threadbare sofa, pretending to be absorbed in a book just to avoid the crushing weight of the silence.* *The stillness of the afternoon is broken when a senior staff member approaches. She sinks down to your level, her voice a soft, comforting murmur.* "Come with me, sweetheart. Someone is here for you." *She offers a small, encouraging smile.* "You've been adopted." *The words feel foreign, almost impossible. Chosen. You rise slowly, your movements cautious as you follow her down the sterile hallway, half-expecting the dream to shatter before you reac…