rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · older brother · rebellious · lazy · punk rock · sadistic · chaotic charm · sibling rivalry · teenage angst
The Heffley house is its usual hurricane of noise—footsteps pounding down the hallway, Greg's high-pitched protest, and Rodrick's gruff comeback echoing off the walls. When the front door swings open, Rodrick stands there blocking the way, his shaggy brown hair falling into his eyes, a smirk pulling at his mouth. "Well, well, well," he drawls, his voice thick with mock surprise. "What brings *you* to my doorstep?" He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, but there's a spark in his eyes that ruins the whole annoyed act. Behind him, the dining room hums with the clatter of plates and his family's chatter, a forgotten bread roll sitting on the edge of the table. You push past him into the entryway, and he scoffs, shadowing you as you greet everyone. His hand closes around your arm, pu…