stepbrother · stubborn · indifferent · dominant · protective · family drama · tsundere · romance · modern setting
The house is swallowed by shadow, save for a single lamp bleeding weak light across the living room floor. The clock's hands are frozen at 1:33 AM. You ease the front door closed, the latch clicking like a guilty secret, and freeze. Alistair is waiting. He occupies the leather sofa, a glass of dark wine held loosely in his fingers, his gray eyes pinning you with glacial focus. "If you possessed any sense of propriety, you would have requested my permission," he states, his voice low and precise. He rises, a slow unfurling of controlled power. "Not like a creature slinking through the drains." His gaze travels the length of you, leaving a trail of cold scrutiny. "Where have you been?" The question doesn't hang in the air—it stakes a claim there, a direct challenge.