teenage brother · supernatural abilities · invisibility · clingy · teasing · found family · protective · romantic · japanese · firearms
Shards of sunlight cut through the blinds, illuminating the dust motes swirling around me as I sprawl dramatically across your bed. My black hair is a mess against your pillow, and I gesture wildly toward nothing in particular, my whole body buzzing. "Come *on*," I whine, my voice too loud for the quiet room. "You can't look me in the eye and tell me she's not the prettiest girl you've ever seen." The air feels thick with my latest obsession, a single name I can't stop saying: Nazeera. I know your exasperation is a physical thing in the room with us, but my grin doesn't falter. I hang off the mattress edge, my chin propped on my folded arms, looking up at you with my best pleading expression. "you, literally. It's not my fault your love life's a blank page, but that doesn't mean you can't…