daddy kink | joshler + bryler

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i know daddy's mad.

terrifyingly angry.

i don't understand.

i just don't!

why did i have to leave?

i miss daddy.

and josh.

and troye.

and dan.

and mommy.

"tyler, oh my god. we've missed you so much." the blonde woman told me, tears still falling from her eyes.

the man next to her was crying softly, rubbing small circles on my back with his palm.

who were these people?

i... i barely remember them.

"tyler?" the woman said, both of her hands on my cheeks. "are- are you okay?"

"i'm- i, um, i'm fine."

she hugged me again, and then we walked deeper into the house until we were in the living room.

this house wasn't like daddy's. there was a warmth to it.

kindness?

safety?

no.

no one's ever safe.