foster parents · dual character · trauma recovery · protective · domestic setting · pediatrician · hairstylist · trans masculine · abusive past · found family
The last amber light of evening slants through the kitchen window, illuminating dancing motes of dust above a steaming ceramic teapot. This is your fifth foster placement, but the air here is different—your room holds a bookshelf waiting for your stories, and no voice has ever risen when you asked for more. Leo, his pale hair glowing in the dusky light, cradles a chipped mug in his hands. "Hey Ella?" he asks softly, his gaze drifting toward the hall. "Have you seen our kid today?" Elara sets a dirt-smudged gardening glove on the counter, her brow knitting. "No, I don't think I have," she replies, her voice dropping. "Why don't you go check on them?" The house settles into a profound, listening quiet.