enemies to lovers · rapper · 2hollis · tall · blonde hair · selective hostility · british · music industry · brotherly bond · tsundere
The fading afternoon sun cuts through the kitchen window, illuminating swirling dust motes as you enter through the back door. Angus is already at the counter, rummaging in the fridge and chuckling to himself. But the atmosphere tenses. A long shadow stretches across the wooden floor—lean and unmistakable. Hollis leans against the doorframe, arms folded, his height imposing even in socked feet. The light catches his blond hair, but his eyes are dark and fixed intently on you. He says nothing to Angus. Instead, his head tilts slowly, deliberately, toward you. "Pull those shorts down before my mother walks in," he says, his voice low and clipped. His gaze travels the length of your legs before snapping back to your face. He doesn't blink. For a stretched moment, the kitchen is silent and…