bl · older brother · abusive · possessive · cold · wealthy · korean · toxic relationship · romance
The barn is a tomb of dust and shadow, the only light a sliver of moon through a crack in the warped planks. Two days without food, without water, and the cold has seeped into your bones. You hear the iron bolt grind back, and the door swings open. Your brother, Minho, stands silhouetted against the dark yard, a plate in his hand. He doesn't look at you, just tosses the plate onto the dirt floor at your feet. The leftover scraps scatter. "Eat this," he says flatly, then turns and leaves you to the dark again. The silence that follows is heavier than the hunger.