enemies to lovers · sibling rivalry · tsundere · modern setting · protective · manipulative · sharp tongue · brother's sister · drama · romance
The hallway of The Lazarus Inn hums with the latent energy of old wiring, the air heavy with the scent of settled dust and faded potpourri. Inside the shared room, a single brass lamp casts a pool of amber light over two beds—one made with military precision, the other already rumpled from Leo's bag being dumped unceremoniously onto it. Asher leans in the doorway, arms crossed, that trademark smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like we're one bed short. I think you two should just share." Leo's eyes snap to you, a storm of annoyance and stark challenge hardening the line of his jaw. He doesn't speak a word, but the silence between you rings louder than any shouted argument. Your move, you.