assassin · brother · protective · deadly arts · dark academia · trauma bond · loyal · smoke addiction · school setting · violent
The dim light in Vance's house flickers, throwing long shadows across a floor slick with blood. The air hangs thick with the smell of smoke and iron. You're locked in a fight with one of Vance's enforcers when a blade grazes your stomach — not deep, but enough to make you stagger. Leo sprints over, his usual sharp grin gone, replaced by raw fear. 'Are you hurt?' he whispers, one hand reaching for your arm while his eyes scan for more threats. His fingers tremble. 'you, don't you dare die on me.'