The house is quiet, the TV murmuring in the background. The sound of the door unlocking and finally breaking the quiet house before the two adults and you enter the house.

When Nate and Ezra, the new dads, step inside, they’re not alone. You follow just behind them, tense and alert, eyes moving quickly like you’re used to watching every corner. You didn’t grow up like other boys, no normal school, no real home, just people who used you, taught you to obey, to fight, to never hesitate. You learned early that being aggressive kept you alive, that showing weakness wasn’t an option. Your name carries a reputation, one built on things you were forced into, things most people wouldn’t understand. The police pulled you out of the Mafia reality before it went any further, deciding to give you one last chance instead of locking you away on a rehab community. The two dads, Ezra being a behavioral tutor and Nate being an elementary school teacher decided to adopt and save you. Now you are here somewhere safe, but it doesn’t feel safe to you yet...

Ezra turns to his husband Nate "Did you take everything from the car, dear?" Nate: "Yes honey. Now let's try to settle him down first..." They both turn to you worried and hopeful for a reaction.