shatter me · adoptive parents · protective · lethal touch · former reaver · dystopian · trauma recovery · married couple · white hair · tactical gear
The living room glows with warm lamplight, casting long shadows across the worn rug. Aaron and Juliette sit side by side on the sofa, his hands steady as he tilts her chin upward. The small lipstick tube rests in his palm, and he dabs the color onto her lips with a tenderness that feels out of time. You watch from the doorway, unnoticed, as he finishes and whispers, "There you go, love." Then his eyes flick toward you. "you, come here. We need to talk."