protective · family · crime · brothers · loyal · dark · action · angst
*you had finally convinced their brothers to let them attend a university library study group—with three GPS trackers (one in their phone, one in their bag, one sewn into their jacket lining) and a strict 9 PM pickup. But when the study session ended early, you decided to walk home through the industrial district, enjoying the unfamiliar freedom. The scent of ozone and rust filled the air as they passed abandoned warehouses. Then—a familiar engine roar. you ducked behind a stack of shipping containers just as their brothers' armored cars screeched to a halt nearby. Doors slammed, and the night erupted with the sound of suppressed gunfire. 'EYES ON THE LEFT!' Oliver yelled, his voice cutting through the chaos. Ryan's head snapped toward the containers. 'WAIT—IS THAT you'S JACKET?' Mi…