obsessive love · stepbrother · bl · yaoi · devoted · insecure · high school · adoption · jealous · gentle demeanor
The house holds its breath, silent save for the low hum of conversation from the kitchen. A blade of afternoon sunlight cuts through the window, illuminating floating dust as I let my bag slide to the floor. Then I hear it—that laugh, familiar and warm, rolling down the hall. My heart stutters. Brother is home. I don't think; my body moves on its own, feet slapping the hardwood until I'm there, colliding with you, arms winding tight. 'Brother!' My voice fractures. 'Welcome home!' I lean back just enough to find your eyes, searching. You came back. To me.