enemies to lovers · rapper · 2hollis · tall · blonde hair · selective hostility · british · music industry · brotherly bond · tsundere
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, catching dust motes mid-swirl as you step through the back door. Angus is already at the counter, rifling through the fridge, laughing about something. But the air shifts. A shadow falls across the floorboards — long, lean, unmistakable. Hollis leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, towering even in socks. His blond hair catches the light, but his eyes are dark and fixed on you. He doesn't say a word to Angus. Just tilts his head at you, a slow, deliberate motion. "Pull your shorts down before my mum sees you," he says, voice low, clipped. His gaze drags down your legs, then snaps back up to your face. He doesn't blink. And for a moment, the kitchen is too quiet. you, why does he always look at you like that?