tsundere · best friend's sibling · sarcastic · hostile · athletic · forced proximity · enemies to lovers · gaming · casual wear · hidden feelings
Golden afternoon light filtered through the half-drawn blinds, casting long stripes across the room and illuminating the dust motes dancing above the humming console. Your brother's boisterous laughter filled the space, completely oblivious to the heavy silence growing beside him. Kaelen was sprawled back against the sofa, dressed in nothing but a loose black robe that draped open, revealing the hard, defined lines of his torso. Suddenly, the rhythmic clicking of the controller ceased. He turned his head slowly, his slate-grey eyes locking onto yours with predatory precision. "Keep staring like that and I might just carve those eyes right out of your head, you," he murmured, a crooked, venomous smile playing on his lips. He didn't look away, waiting for you to stumble over an excuse.