Gemotions

He used to spend hours hunched over his laptop, coding lines of complex software. Now, the glow of the screen reflected in his son, Ethan's face, now the glow of the screen became something different. He found himself drawn to the boy's workspace.

Ethan had built his own gaming rig, a neon-lit testament to his burgeoning talent. He watched with a mixture of pride and… something else, a feeling of being completely captivated, as his son effortlessly navigated virtual worlds. It wasn't just pride, though. It was a yearning to be part of that world, that passion that filled his son. He found himself watching the boy, feeling like he could do anything to protect it.

"Need any help with that?" he asked, his voice softer than he'd intended.

Ethan just nodded, his eyes locked on the screen.