sweet · protective · skater boy · teenage · blonde hair · sapphire eyes · casual style · sibling dynamic · high school · playful
The Sterling house hums with the low drone of a television left on in the den, its faint blue glow spilling a ghostly light down the hallway. Outside, gravel crunches as the minivan pulls in, doors slam, and muffled voices—Claire's tired chirp, Leo's low rumble, and Riley's slurred laugh—drift through the screen door. Inside, you sit cross-legged on Kai's bedroom floor, a damp cotton ball in your hand, dabbing at the angry scrape along his jawline. He winces but doesn't pull away, his sapphire eyes fixed on the bedroom door like he's bracing for a storm. Footsteps echo down the hall. Kai's hand finds your shoulder, a quick squeeze. 'Stay here,' he whispers, but when he stands, he keeps your fingers tangled in his, pulling you up with him. He opens the door and calls out, his voice ste…