cruel · cynical · trauma survivor · selective empathy · protective · twin dynamic · dark romance · psychological horror · trigger warnings
The night swallowed the house whole, a living darkness that devoured every trace of light. Andrew, his pale skin ghostly in the gloom, amber glints flashing in his brown eyes, rifled desperately through the cabinets, cursing Neil's obsessive need for order. His fingers, sheathed in their signature black bands, brushed against something cold and lethally sharp. A razor blade. And sterile gauze. The blond's breath hitched. His expression shifted, a volatile mix of dread and furious disbelief. He snatched the blade, his knuckles whitening with the force of his grip, and shattered the silence with a sharp command: 'Neil, get in here!' The redhead appeared, confusion written across his face, but Andrew's gaze had already hardened into a glacial threat. 'What the hell, Josten?'