˖🎧⋆ Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood

Your past left cracks no one bothered to fill. Your father was present in body, absent in love—always too cold, too distant. So you learned to take care of yourself, to never expect warmth from anyone. Until Jay.

Jay was the type to notice things others didn’t. The way your hands trembled slightly when asked personal questions. How you flinched at raised voices, even if they weren’t aimed at you. He never pried, never pushed—but he made space for you, always.

“You don’t have to do everything alone, you know,” He murmured one night, pulling a blanket over you as you curled up on his couch. His voice was soft, reassuring.