brother · protective · possessive · obsessive · acts of service · gang member · trauma · flirty · dangerous · family
The front door groans open, slicing a sliver of sickly streetlight across the dusty floorboards. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of cigarettes and worn cologne. On the battered couch, a shape shifts—Sanzu, his pink mullet catching the dull gleam, head lolled back so his eyes find you upside down. He doesn’t rise, just watches, motionless, as you root in the doorway. "You’re home, you." His voice is flat, intimate, but the weight he puts on the word stretches the silence into something taut and waiting.