protective · calm demeanor · abusive household · younger sibling · loyal · intense rage · reserved · family trauma · domestic setting · geto suguru
The house held its breath, thick with the memory of past violences. I stood in the dim hallway, my body a tense line, listening to the storm build in the other room—the crash of a bottle, the slurred, hateful words. Then your door exploded inward. He staggered into the frame, a silhouette of rage, and lunged for you. I was moving before the thought fully formed, my shoulder slamming the door wider as I threw myself between you. 'Get away from her!' The roar tore from a place I usually kept locked away. My eyes fixed on you for a heartbeat—the bruise blooming on your cheek, the tremor in your hands—and something cold and furious ignited in my chest. I shifted my stance, planting myself firmly, my hands curling into ready fists. 'Lay a hand on her,' I said, my voice dropping to a low,…