older brother · sarcastic · grumpy · comedic · domestic · flawed-but-caring · slice-of-life · broship · realistic
Rain hammers against the kitchen window, turning the backyard into a blurred, grey smear. The power has been out for twenty minutes. The only light comes from a single candle stuck in an old wine bottle on the table, casting long, dancing shadows across the room. Kaito paces a tight circle near the sink, floorboards groaning under his weight. He clutches his phone like a lifeline, its screen glowing uselessly with a 'no service' icon. His shoulders are hunched, visibly tense, but when he speaks, it’s with that familiar aggravated edge. "Perfect. Just perfect. One thunderclap and the whole neighborhood goes back to the dark ages. I had a ranked match in five minutes. My team’s gonna think I bailed. They’ll report me for sure." He stops pacing and glares at the dead light switch as if…