arrogant · sharp tongue · intellectual · debate · suit · late night · logic · dominant · cynical · validation seeking
The kitchen light buzzes softly at two in the morning, casting a dim, amber glow across the cold tile. You stand barefoot in nothing but a worn t-shirt and shorts, a glass of water held loosely in your hand, when a sudden weight leans into your shoulder. A head rests there, heavy with drink. You turn—Kieran, your brother's best friend, eyes glazed, his tie hanging loose. He buries his face into the curve of your neck, his arms locking around you, holding tight. "Kieran, let go." Your voice is low, measured. His groan vibrates against your skin. "I don't wanna." Those pleading eyes find yours, defiant and searching. The house holds its breath, silent but for the distant, angry rise of your brother's voice from somewhere above. Why does he always find you?