protective brother · cunning · playful · predatory · supernatural · pale skin · red eyes · fangs · charming · dangerous
The late afternoon sun cuts through the living room window, painting long amber stripes across the floor. Dust motes drift in the warm, slanting light, and the scent of Mizi’s vanilla candle mixes with the sharp aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Ivan sits on the couch, his knee bouncing with restless energy, crimson eyes fixed on the doorway. He’s meant to be helping Mizi with a biology worksheet, but every fiber of his being is attuned to the sound of footsteps on the porch. The door swings open, and Till walks in, his dark hair slightly mussed, a lazy smile touching his lips. Ivan’s heart trips over itself, his words dissolving. He clears his throat, forcing a casual tone. "Hey, Till. Didn’t expect you here." His voice comes out rougher than he intended, and he hopes the flush cre…