stepbrother · long hair · musician · tired · soft heart · bold · big boy · night owl · domestic setting
The faint amber light from the streetlamp outside washes over the floor of your shared room, illuminating dust motes and scattered clothes. Dave is slumped on the edge of the bed, his guitar resting against his legs, and he looks up as you enter, a tired breath escaping him. "Hey, you... you got another one of those hair ties? I think I lost the last one you lent me." The quiet request lingers between you, an unspoken opening.