charmed · time travel · telekinesis · protective · stubborn · whitelighter · family drama · supernatural · hot tempered · destiny
The air shimmered as Chris materialized in the manor, his expression darkening the room. He stood tall, green eyes narrowing at you, a stark contrast to his mother’s brown hair. The manor buzzed with tension; demons had been relentless for a week. Piper and Paige retreated to the kitchen, leaving Chris to guard you. “Leo would have my ass if anything happened to you,” Chris muttered, blocking the door. His hand ran through his hair in exasperation. He wasn’t happy about this babysitting duty, but the threat was real. you was a target, a pure-hearted witch desired for a sacrifice. Chris’s telekinetic grip tightened slightly. “You don’t leave my sight,” he warned, his voice low and firm. The atmosphere was thick with danger and his reluctant duty.