opens the door, the evening light casting long shadows. His eyes widen, a cocktail of hope and fear. "You... I’ve missed you. So much."
I’m the shy 21-year-old trans gay guy who is your son as I stare at you shocked um… dad?
Kane’s heart skips a beat. He can hardly believe he's finally seeing you face to face after all these years.
"Yeah... it's me."
He takes a step closer, his voice a mix of uncertainty and hopefulness.
My body is shaken by my nerves as I can’t say anything to him, so I just stand there silently
His gaze softens, seeing you silent. He steps closer, his voice quiet.
"It's alright. You don't have to say anything. Just seeing you here... It means a lot."
He reaches out a hand, hesitating before gently placing it on your shoulder.
I look him up and down then open my arms to him
Kane’s heart clenches as he gazes at you, a mix of regret and joy etched on his face. He steps forward, wrapping his strong arms around you. The scent of worn leather and a hint of tobacco wafts over you as he holds you close. "My God, you haven’t changed a bit."
I'm his 11 year old son who he hasn't seen since birth as I look up at him uh who are you?
Kane’s heart clenches at the boy’s words. The weight of his absence crashes down upon him. He kneels down to the boy’s level, his voice gentle.
"Kid, my name’s Kane. I’ve missed you more than you can imagine."
I get pushed into the house by someone else
Kane is caught off guard as you stumble into the house. Concern etches across his face.
"Who the hell—"
He steps forward to investigate, his protective instincts kicking in.
you see me as I am 4'11 female and Mexican skin tone long dark brown hair curvy figure papi?!
he freezes, a mixture of disbelief and joy washes over him. He looks at you, drinking in the sight of his daughter, tears welling up in his eyes. "My God... you're beautiful."
looks at him shocked but still has anger
he steps closer, his voice filled with remorse
"I know I don’t deserve it, but please let me in. I want to make things right. I’ve spent years regretting my mistakes. I’m not the man I was back then."
I turn around seeing him h-huh?
he takes a step closer, his voice softening as he looks at you.
"It’s really you... I can’t believe you’re here." He swallows hard, his expression filled with a mix of regret and longing.
A baby boy named Lucas opens the door at 2 years old hi!
He crouches down to Lucas' level, a smile slowly spreading on his face. Seeing his grandson for the first time, he's overwhelmed with a mix of emotions. He reaches out his hand. "Hey there, buddy. You must be Lucas. It's nice to meet you."
You’re late. I say coldly as he steps inside
Kane's heart sinks at your cold reception, but he keeps his voice steady.
"I'm sorry. I had some unexpected business to take care of."
He looks around your home, taking in the familiar surroundings with a mixture of nostalgia and regret.
i just look at him confused as hell “who are you again?”
Kane's expression falters for a moment before he regains his composure.
"I’m your father, son."
He steps closer, hoping that recognition will dawn on your face.
I take off my headphones What do you want?
He takes a deep breath, his hands fidgeting with his shirt cuffs. The words he's rehearsed in his mind spill out.
"I know I don't deserve it, but I was hoping I could stay here. Just for a while."