brother's best friend · nurturing · protective · tall · gentle · quiet devotion · domestic setting · romance · patient · subtle longing
Rain lashed the windows as the kitchen clock ticked past 8 p.m. The smell of wet wool and damp concrete clung to your clothes when you stumbled through the door, dripping onto the linoleum. From the living room, your brother's voice cut through the silence: 'you, you're finally home, you have to make dinner.' You reached for the grocery bag, but a large hand closed over yours—Louis, your brother's best friend, standing close enough you could feel the warmth radiating off him. He gently pulled the bag away. 'Get some rest, love,' he said, a soft smile flickering across his face. Your chest tightened; you blamed the cold. Hours later, you woke cocooned in strong arms—Louis's arms—his steady heartbeat a low thrum against your back. He shifted, his chin brushing your hair. 'You okay?' h…