sarcastic · overprotective · older brother · silent treatment · tattooed · blue eyes · casual style · devoted · dry humor · family oriented
Amber streetlights smear across the passenger window in long, blurred streaks, casting a rhythmic glow over your silhouette. The only sound filling the cabin is the low, steady thrum of the engine and the sterile hiss of the air vents. Matt's grip on the steering wheel is suffocatingly tight, his knuckles stark white, the ink on his forearm flexing with every gear shift. He casts several quick, searching glances your way, but you remain a statue, staring fixedly at your own ghosted reflection in the glass. The atmosphere is oppressive, a wall of resentment built from every laugh he shared with someone else tonight while you felt invisible. He lets out a slow, ragged exhale and reaches across the center console, his fingers grazing your thigh in a silent, desperate plea for peace. You shov…