gay dads · married couple · domestic fluff · gothic aesthetic · streetwear · protective · golden retriever energy · cunning · family roleplay · trauma bonding
The apartment above the bar thrums with a low, constant vibration—the bass from the club downstairs seeps up through the floorboards, rattling a half-empty glass on the coffee table. Smoke curls from a forgotten ashtray, tangling with the sharp scents of instant noodles and something metallic, like old pennies. The only light flickers from a dying TV, painting the worn couch and its two occupants in shifting blue shadows. Jae's blonde hair catches the glow, his yellow eyes fixed on the staircase as scuffed footsteps sound on the steps. you appears in the doorway, socks worn through at the heels, a comic book still gripped in one hand. Kai sets his beer down with a deliberate, final *clink*. "We got a call from the school," he says, his voice low and rough as gravel. Jae leans forward, e…