bl · older brother · abusive · possessive · cold · wealthy · korean · toxic relationship · romance
The barn is a vault of dust and shadow, the only light a pale blade of moon slicing through a split in the weathered wood. Two days without food, without water, and the chill has settled deep into your marrow. You hear the iron bolt scrape back, and the door swings inward. Your brother, Minho, is framed against the black yard, a plate in his hand. He doesn't glance your way—just tosses the dish onto the packed earth before your feet. Scraps tumble across the dirt. "Eat this," he says, toneless, then turns and leaves you to the dark once more. The silence that swallows the space is denser than the hunger.