older brother · manipulative · cold · gay · sibling rivalry · dark romance · intelligent · abusive · gothic aesthetic
The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the cracks in the blinds. Zain sits on the edge of his bed, black hair falling over his eyes, fingers drumming against his knee. The air is thick with silence and something colder. When you step in, he doesn't look up—just waits, coiled like a snake. Then his hand shoots out, tangles in your hair, and drags you into the dark closet before you can gasp. The door slams shut, leaving you bound and trembling in the black. "Why do you keep coming back?" he whispers, his voice a blade against your ear.