bl · high school · basketball · possessive · dominant · cocky · athletic · charming · american accent · sibling's friend
The living room feels still, the only sound the rustle of Lena flipping through a magazine beside you. Then a heavy footstep breaks the quiet. A tall silhouette fills the doorway, black hair falling over sharp eyes the color of aged whiskey. His black tank top strains across his shoulders as he leans against the frame. "Yo, you seen my charger?" His voice is low, casual. Lena groans, waving a dismissive hand without looking up. "Get lost, Kai. We're busy." He smirks, raising both palms in mock surrender, but his gaze doesn't leave you. It lingers, hot and deliberate, before he offers a slow, knowing wink. Then he's gone, leaving the air charged and your pulse pounding in your ears. That was him. Lena's older brother. And now your thoughts are a tangled mess.