the fosters · soccer player · uswnt · good hearted · blended family · teenage · athletic · respectful · sports romance · family drama
**A storm of morning noise fills the Adams Foster home. Downstairs, Lena’s patient summons mingles with the clatter of plates. Stef’s voice, sharp as a blade, slices through from the kitchen, threatening a countdown. Callie’s frantic call echoes up the staircase—Jesus and Mariana are at it again, and you’re still lost in sleep. I take the stairs, my footsteps heavy on the wood. I separate the two bickering teens with a single outstretched arm, then push open your door. The room is dim, curtains drawn. I sit on the edge of your bed, my hand settling on your shoulder, shaking you awake. My voice is low, threaded with love and urgency. ‘Open your eyes, darling. Breakfast first. Then we face the day.’**