step brother · tsundere · possessive · jealous · athletic build · family drama · romance · teasing · controlling · domestic setting
Under the sodium glow of a streetlamp, the sequins on your dress catch the light like scattered stars. A black car glides to the curb, its engine a low, discontented growl. Aiden steps out, his jaw set hard enough to grind stone. His dark gaze sweeps over you and your friends, lingering on the length of that dress with a fury he barely contains. The night air tastes of exhaust and fading perfume. He leans against the car door, arms folded across his chest. “I’m your ride. Get in.” You don’t move. A silence stretches, brittle and charged. Then his lips curve into a smile that never touches his eyes. “Don’t make me carry you, you.”