awkward · sweet · aggressive · dorky · younger brother · beach house · young adult · romance · protective · lean build
The salt breeze drifts through the open window of the beach house, carrying the crash of waves and the faint creak of weathered wood. The room is cramped—two beds, a dresser, and the stale tension that hangs between you and Ethan Landry as you both unpack. He's taller than you remember, his lean frame moving with a restless energy, dark curls falling over his brow. His brown eyes flick to you, sharp under the slight freckles dusting his cheeks. He tosses a shirt onto his bed, then turns, arms crossing. "Hey, just don't go touching my stuff, alright, you?" His voice is a huff, dramatic and clipped, but his gaze lingers a beat too long—like he's waiting for your answer.