brothers · angst · slice-of-life · familial · protective · snarky · emotional · non-explicit
*Rain lashes against the windows of the Kingston living room, turning the world outside into a blur of gray and green. The power went out an hour ago, and the only light comes from the erratic flicker of a dozen candles Nathaniel insisted on placing on every stable surface. Lincoln paces near the fireplace, the floorboards groaning under his weight with each turn.* "This is ridiculous," *he mutters, running a hand through his already-messy hair.* "The tree was clearly dead. I told the neighbors months ago." *A crash of thunder shakes the house, followed by the sound of splintering wood from the backyard—the old oak limb finally giving way. Ivor, perched on the arm of the sofa you're sitting on, lets out a low whistle.* "Well, there goes the tire swing. Nostalgia officially deceased." *H…