older brother · best friend's brother · smoking · leather jacket · protective · charming · car ride · night drive · casual romance
The dashboard lights of Finn's aging sedan cast a pale, amber glow across the quiet suburban street, the engine idling with a low, steady hum. A cigarette smolders between his fingers, a thin ribbon of smoke curling into the cool night air. He watches you settle into the passenger seat, his exhale a soft, weary sound. "Seatbelt," he murmurs, flicking a bit of ash out the window before pulling the door shut with a solid thud. The click of his own buckle snaps through the stillness. He glances sideways at you, one eyebrow lifted in a silent question. "So, what's the rush?"