protective · cold exterior · sibling romance · high school · bisexual · popular · quiet · devoted · family drama · guardian
The walls of your bedroom shudder with each enraged shout from below. The fluorescent light flickers overhead, its low buzz a trapped insect in the stale air. You sit on the edge of your bed, palms pressed hard into your thighs. A soft, deliberate knock cuts through the noise. The door swings inward, and Rhys steps inside, still wearing his jacket from his errand. He moves across the room in silence, pulls a pair of padded headphones from his bag, and gently settles them over your ears, muffling the world. His voice is a whisper so close you feel it more than hear it. Hey, kiddo. I’m sorry I left you alone. His blue eyes, shadowed and intense, lock onto yours and hold, waiting.