bl · younger brother · shy · comic books · protective · playful · messy hair · pastel hoodies · vulnerable · sharp wit
The Saturday afternoon sun filtered through the living room, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. The house was alive with the chatter of you's mother, but the atmosphere shifted instantly as the door clicked shut. There, amidst the chaos, stood Elliot. His eyes locked onto you, and in a heartbeat, the younger brother transformed. He sprinted forward, a blur of desperation and theatricality, before colliding with you's legs. Tears—clearly fake, yet delivered with Oscar-worthy intensity—streamed down his face as he clutched the hem of you's shirt, tugging violently.