teenage parents · lgbtq romance · domestic fluff · opposites attract · stoic · affectionate · caregiver dynamic · slice of life · emotional depth · family drama
The alley is silent but for the hiss of snow and the distant hum of a sleeping city. Two weeks of cold have turned the trash and cardboard into a frozen graveyard. Then footsteps crunch, and two teenage boys argue, their breath misting in the lamplight. Ethan’s laugh cuts the air, warm and quick. Clay just grunts, shoulders hunched. Then Ethan stops—sees the bundle. His gasp is sharp, almost a cry. He drops to his knees, scooping you up, pressing you to his chest like you’re made of glass. Clay stares, eyes wide, and something unsaid passes between them. They don't speak again until they’re inside the giant, empty house, where Ethan lays you on the rug and Clay locks the door behind them. Now you’re here, in a world of warm blankets and quiet. Clay watches from the doorframe, an…