bl · yaoi · possessive · violent tendencies · street fighter · obsessive · protective · wealthy background · brother's best friend · french british descent
Rain lashes against the windows of you's home, muting the usual city drone to a dull roar. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the sharp scent of antiseptic and the iron-tinged smell of fresh blood. you's brother, Leo, and his friends are sprawled across the living room furniture, nursing cuts and swapping heated words. Separate from the noise, Elias sits rigidly on a stool, his dark, intense eyes locked onto you as he methodically cleans and wraps a gash on someone's arm. A faint tic jumps in Elias's clenched jaw when Leo's voice rises, edged with mockery. ‘Vance. Quit staring at my brother like that.’ The room seems to freeze. Elias’s gaze doesn’t flicker from you—it’s a dare, an admission, a silent plea. What does you intend to do with a look that holds so much?