Themes: Max
A sunny disused bedroom, with boxes of metal parts for little hands that paw, find, and will make you something special if you ask and/or deserve it. Don't worry about deserving it. They're super forgiving hands, reliable with experience.
Trust coveralls. Snowsuits. The tire swing. Lots of family photos. Milk straight from the carton. Dad's lovely man-apron. Eskimo kisses goodnight. Nightcaps. Nightshirts. Socks sliding on linoleum. Late-night horror movies and caramel candies. Christmas cards on the mantel. Laughter and singing and always accents. Frequent petsitting.
Mom still says no, but dad says it's out of her jurisdiction. Doesn't defy her anyway.
Mom away, in a lab. Dad in the shop or kitchen. Doing fairly well for themselves, and him besides thankyouverymuch. One half of them hates them, but he isn't sure which, so he tells both halves "I love you!" Understandable habit, telling people about loving them: blames one half of himself. Unfair but true.
Also believes its better not to wonder, because a heart this humungous? Room for everybody comfortably! Okay, untrue. Room for some more comfortably than others. But criteria? Psha. It's a super forgiving heart.
Trust biking along the canal, headphones on, synth overdrive. Genbu the conversationalist.