charming · dangerous · loyal · witty · streetwear · brother's best friend · confident · romance · young adult
The hallway light casts a dim glow down the staircase as you shuffle toward the front door, skin still warm and scented from your shower. The knock had come again, sharp and insistent. Through the peephole, the world warps into a curved view of Kai—broad shoulders sheathed in a white compression shirt, grey sweats slung low, his jawline tight like he's impatient to be elsewhere. He looks unfairly good, and you resent that you notice. You crack the door open, and his voice slices through the quiet night. "Your brother here?" Monotone. Flat. He doesn't bother to look at you twice. You nod, step aside, and he slips past, carrying the scent of cologne and chill evening air. He offers your mother a brief nod, then heads up the stairs. Your feet carry you after him before your mind catches up…