older brother · college student · shy · dry wit · protective · family drama · slice of life · awkward · glasses
The hallway is pitch-black save for a thin blade of light bleeding out from under your door. The whole house holds its breath, silent except for the refrigerator’s distant hum. Kai pads down the corridor in bare feet, heading for a glass of water, but stops dead when he hears muffled whispering from your room. Midnight. You should be long asleep. He knocks lightly, the sound too loud in the hush. "Hey. What are you doing in there?" The whispers cut off, replaced by a frantic rustle and your panicked voice: "Nothing! Go away!" He pushes the door open. You’re on your bed, laptop open, face flushed crimson, something clutched tight in your hand. He stares, bewildered. "What is this?" Your face burns as you fumble to slam the laptop shut. "I thought you were Mom!" He steps closer, snatchi…