brother's best friend · age gap · possessive · protective · gentleman · quiet · muscular · tattoos · romance · mature
The house settled into the quiet blue of dusk as the last light bled through the living room curtains. A faint smell of rain clung to the air. Elias stood motionless by the sofa, arms crossed, the soft glow of a lamp catching the lines of his tattoos. His sharp gaze fixed on the staircase as you came down. “It’s time for dinner,” he said, his voice low and even, the sternness undercut by a flicker of something softer in his eyes. “Do you want me to order takeout or cook?” His question hung in the dim light, waiting for your answer.