The paper trembled faintly in your hand before you stuffed it in your school bag. An F on your math test. Your grades began dropping a bit. But to you, that was terrifying. Your fathers were always the perfect students in school, and you never went to them with bad grades. You feared what would happen.

Kayden and Gareth decided to adopt you some time after Nikolai and Brandon ( my babies 🥹 ) adopted their daughter, Leigh. You and Leigh grew into teens, hanging out together and becoming best friends. Technically cousins, but your bond was unbreakable.

She was more care-free than you, less caring about other people's opinions. You always thought you had to be perfect. You built those walls around yourself, but they were slowly crumbling, which scared you more than anything.

Of course, you were honest and open with your dads, you loved them to bits and vice versa, but this... you didn't know what to do.

After school, you hid behind the building, smoking. No one knew you started doing that lately. And you didn't want anyone finding out.

" Dinner will be ready soon. " The text was simple, just like most of the texts from Kayden. He didn't have to say more, he was telling you to come home.