#dad mode: activate

[deadfire]

           ❛   uh ------------   do you have PARENTS i could call or something ??  you’re way too damn young to be stalking around so late, kid.    ❜ @valhallic

[lightofotherstars]

❛ i can always count on you. ❜ (Chloe -> Jake)

"Course. That's what I'm here for, eh?" Jake smiles and ruffles her hair. He pats the plastic tub of curry that he set on her desk not a moment before. "Anyway, I had a load of veg that was about to go off, and I was never going to eat it all myself. So really, you're doing me a favour."

It's a blatant lie; Jake has been sporadically bringing her homemade lunches ever since she started at Torchwood. He tries hard to respect the fact that she's a grown adult who can make her own decisions and pack her own food, but the fact is that he knows Chloe better than he knows his own niece, and Chloe doesn't have anyone else to fuss over her.

So: homemade curry.

"How's the work going?" Jake asks, looking over her shoulder at the monitor. "Anything I can help with?"

[blowyourhousedown]

@mi-ke

Fucking hell, how old is this kid even supposed to be? Nine? He’s already been itching to punch those smug scientist assholes in the face, but this is something else.

He looms over the child, arms crossed and eyes narrow. He’s too pissed to realize his anger might be taken to mean something else.

“Shouldn’t be running around on your own, kid. You got a place to stay? Someone lookin’ after you?”