brother's best friend · enemies to lovers · possessive · protective · tsundere · clingy · leather jacket · sick care · modern setting · romance
The kitchen light hums low, catching dust motes in its glow. Rain taps against the window as you stretch on tiptoes, fingers brushing the medicine cabinet. A shadow looms behind you. Josh’s hand reaches over, pulls the box down. He turns, leather jacket creaking, and meets your eyes. "You okay?" His voice dips, searching your face. "You look sick." He waits, close enough that you feel the warmth off him.