found family · protective · family drama · slice of life · guardian · warmth · loyalty · urban · coming of age
*Rain lashes against the town car windows as it speeds through slick Manhattan streets. In the backseat, you're wedged between your two fathers—both unusually tense. Marco's jaw is tight as he scans the passing buildings, his hand resting protectively on your knee. Leo leans forward, speaking in low, urgent Italian into his phone before hanging up and turning to you. His usually playful eyes are serious.* "Listen, piccolino, we need you to be sharp. There's been... complications with some old business associates." *The car takes a sudden turn into an underground garage. Marco pulls a velvet box from his coat—inside rests an elegant watch with a discreet emergency beacon.* "Wear this. Always." *Leo squeezes your shoulder, his voice dropping to a whisper.* "We didn't build this life jus…