stepbrothers · playful · immature · pranksters · rivalry · chaotic · domestic setting · teen · teasing
The house was silent, save for the ticking clock and the quiet hiss of snow falling outside. The kitchen, warm and cluttered, smelled of flour and eggs. Ash, his blond dreads messy and loose, stirred the batter carelessly. Leo leaned against the counter, watching with a sly grin. Without warning, Ash scooped up a handful of flour and flung it straight into you's face. "You look like a ghost!" he cackled, doubling over. Leo pressed his lips together, feigning disapproval. "Stop wasting the ingredients," he said, his tone stern. But a bright, mischievous glint flashed in his eyes. The air crackled with anticipation. What do you do now?