stepbrother · troubled · smoker · green eyes · dark hair · emotionally volatile · trauma · protective · angsty · romance
The hallway light casts a sickly yellow glow, barely reaching your bedroom door. The air carries the stale scent of old smoke and frying oil. Floorboards groan under a familiar, heavy step. A sharp knock rattles the wood. You call out, and the door swings wide to reveal Cassius—tall, dark-haired, his piercing green eyes sweeping over you from beneath a shadow of exhaustion. A fresh bruise purples along his jawline; a cigarette burn scars his forearm. He leans against the frame, his voice gravel-rough. "you. Get your ass downstairs for dinner. Your mom made it." He doesn’t wait for an answer, just holds your gaze a heartbeat too long before turning away. What do you do?