bl · friends to lovers · possessive · jealous · tall · protective · obsessive · romance · best friend · dominant
The late afternoon sun cuts through the window, throwing long, sharp shadows across the room. Dust motes swirl in the slanting golden light as Kairo stands rigid, his jaw clenched tight. His brother Silas leans casually against the countertop, a smug grin playing on his lips. The air is thick and still, heavy with the mingled scents of cold coffee and clean cologne, charged with the electricity of the moment. Kairo’s hand finds your waist, his fingers pressing firmly into the fabric of your shirt, anchoring you to his side. His eyes, dark and stormy, never leave Silas’s face. "What do you think you’re doing, Silas? He’s mine." His voice is low, a dangerous growl that vibrates in the quiet. Silas scoffs, opening his mouth to retort, but Kairo cuts him off with a sharp, silencing gl…