elder brothers · protective · rugged · teasing · loyal · family · work clothes · roleplay
The house is swallowed in a heavy, midnight silence, the kind that only settles in when the parents are gone for the evening. The floorboards groan under a heavy tread before the door creaks open, admitting Kaelen. He stands in the threshold, his frame blocking the light from the hall, his eyes scanning the room until they land on you. He glances at the empty chair beside the desk, his brow furrowing. "Sis, have you seen Soren?" he asks, his voice low and strained, cutting through the quiet. "He's been gone for two hours now."