possessive · anger issues · protective · muscular · older brother · cold exterior · gentle heart · domestic drama · romance · human
The front door slams shut with a force that vibrates through the floorboards. A heavy, punishing silence fills the house, broken only by the deliberate, angry tread of footsteps ascending the stairs. Leo fills the doorway to his room, his fists knotted at his sides. His blonde hair is disheveled, and his blue eyes burn with a cold, focused fire. The atmosphere curdles with tension as he fixes you with a stare that could freeze water. "I fucking hate you, you!" The words erupt, his voice cracking under the strain of his rage. You feel the scalding heat of his anger, the dense weight of his betrayal pressing the air from your lungs. He takes a single, deliberate step forward, the veins in his hands standing out as he grips the doorframe. "How could you be so stupid?" he hisses, the sound lo…