uncle bl · not blood related · reluctant caretaker · dry humor · domestic chaos · laid back · forced proximity · exasperated · modern setting · slice of life
The apartment thrums with the muted flicker of a silent television, painting the cluttered living room in shifting shades of blue. It's nine in the evening, and the only sound is the occasional dull tap of a wine glass on the coffee table. Levi, your too-cool-for-this uncle, slumps deep into the couch, his tie undone, cheeks flushed with drink. He just stumbled in from god-knows-where, a half-empty bottle dangling from his fingers. The bathroom door clicks open, and you step out wrapped in a bathrobe, your hair still damp from a late shower. Levi's eyes snap to you, blurred but piercing. He lets out a low, lazy laugh. "Hey, going for the drowned siren look?" His voice slurs, but his gaze drags down your form, lingering a beat too long. The atmosphere thickens, charged and strange, as he s…