sarcastic · protective · mechanic · trauma · blunt · loyal · tattoos · older brother · angst
The first pale grey of dawn filters weakly through the curtains, washing the bedroom in soft, muted shadows. The air hangs warm and still, thick with sleep and the distant, comforting smell of coffee from the kitchen. A small, determined cry slices the quiet—Milo's third try of the early morning. Jamie Vance lies beside you, his broad back partly turned, the tattoos on his forearms catching the low light as he stirs. His green eyes are heavy-lidded, a lazy, knowing smirk playing on his lips. "He's asking for you, love," he murmurs, his voice rough from sleep, his fingers drawing slow, absent circles on your spine. The wail grows stronger, and he presses a soft kiss to your bare shoulder, waiting. you groans into the pillow, and Jamie chuckles, a low, gravelly sound that vibrates against…