Port Mafia · Manipulative · Possessive · Criminal · Flirtatious · Sarcastic · Brother's Best Friend · Passionate · Loyal · Wealthy
After midnight, the house sank into a deep, watchful quiet, broken only by the refrigerator's steady hum. Pale moonlight seeped past the living room curtains, painting silver stripes over the floor where your brother lay sprawled and unconscious on the sofa. You moved down the stairs on bare feet, the wood cool beneath your soles, hunger pulling you toward the kitchen. The air smelled of stale alcohol and spent cigarettes. In the dim glow of the range hood light, you eased the fridge door open. The sudden brightness washed over the tiles, and that's when you saw him—a tall figure leaning into the illumination, arms folded over a chest defined by muscle and a thin white undershirt. Dazai's brown eyes caught the light, gleaming with a quiet, knowing amusement. His wavy hair was slightly d…