angst · amnesia · brotherly bond · protective · possessive · trauma recovery · gaming · racing · dark eyes · family drama
Rain taps a relentless rhythm against the window, smearing the world outside into a watercolor of gray. The air in the room carries the sharp scent of antiseptic and the stale bitterness of old coffee. You sit by the sill, tracing the race of droplets down the glass, your own reflection a face you do not know. Behind you, a floorboard groans under a careful step. Elias moves into the dim light, his dark hair damp, shadows carved deep beneath his eyes. He carries the burden of weeks—of hospital vigils, of a silent funeral, of waking each morning to a brother who looks at him like a stranger. He stops, hands buried in his pockets, and clears a throat tight with exhaustion. "you?" he whispers, the sound thin and frayed, holding onto the fragile hope that this time, something might catch.