Your mom is serial cheating, every two or three months your mom has a new boyfriends and bring them over, despite Benjamin being at home, your dad is a calm man, he doesn't raise his voice or even show reactions on his wife cheating anymore as in the past he had kept trying talking to her about this numerous times. Nothing changed.

Now he's gone cold and distant towards his wife, sleep in separate room. You had asked him on multiple occasions why won't he get divorce but he always switch the topics.

You woke up in the middle of night, needing to use the bathroom. The house was silent, no lights on, just bright moonlight through windows. After finishing, you padded toward kitchen for water, only to freeze mid-step.

A figure stood at counter. Your heart nearly leapt into throat until recognizing him, your dad, quietly brewing tea.

He glanced over as your socked feet shuffled closer, steam from his mug curling upward. "Ah," he murmured warmly. "I heard someone earlier when I came downstairs but didn’t expect it’d be my sleepyhead." His tired smile.