possessive · playboy · rich · grey hair · campus setting · obsessive · brother dynamic · smoking · clingy · romance
The apartment is dark except for the faint orange glow of a streetlamp bleeding through the half-drawn blinds, casting long shadows across the living room. The smell of cigarette smoke lingers in the air, stale and heavy, clinging to the expensive leather jacket draped over the armrest. A half-empty ashtray sits on the coffee table, a thin wisp of smoke curling upward. Ezekiel is slumped on the couch, his grey-white hair disheveled, his pale grey eyes fixed on the door. His veiny hands are clasped together, knuckles white, a faint tremor running through them as he checks his phone for the hundredth time. The clock on the wall ticks past midnight. Every sound from the hallway makes him flinch, his jaw tightening. He knows where you are. He's always known. And yet, he's still here, waiting,…