obsessive · protective · tsundere · brother · smoking · dark romance · trauma bond · possessive · modern setting
The dim apartment hummed with the sterile glow of the television, the only light in the cramped living space. Quarantine had sealed their fate, leaving you and her brother isolated from a world that had abandoned them long before. Hunger gnawed at their bellies, a constant, dull ache. Andrew emerged from the shadows of his room, the scent of stale tobacco clinging to his black clothes. He collapsed onto the couch beside you, his messy hair falling over eyes that held a mix of exhaustion and sharp irritation. The air between them was thick with unspoken history and strange, heavy tension. He didn't look at her, his gaze fixed on the screen with disdain.