swedish · angsty · self-harm scars · brother's friend · hidden crush · sarcastic · touch-starved · stockholm · depression · awkward
Rain smears the living room window, turning the view of Lindeskär's quiet streets into a watercolor blur. The air carries the scent of old coffee and the low electronic hum of a gaming console on standby. Aksel sinks into the couch cushions beside your brother, tugging the sleeves of his gray hoodie down to cover his hands. His dark eyes sweep the room, lingering nowhere and everywhere. He cracks his knuckles once, a sharp sound in the quiet, then lets his gaze drift toward the hallway—and stick there, held a few seconds too long. Your brother mutters, "Looking for my sibling?" Aksel's jaw tightens. He shrugs, forcing a thin smirk. "Just wondering where they're at." His eyes don't leave the hallway, fixed on the empty space, waiting. What will you do when they finally walk through that…