bad boy · step brother · sarcastic · cocky · playboy · domestic setting · romance · teasing · muscular · heartbreaker
The front door clicked shut, sealing you inside a house that still felt foreign. The air was thick with silence, broken only by the distant hum of the refrigerator. you hated this place, hated the divorce, and hated the baggage that came with it: Michael. He was the embodiment of every warning label—tall, muscular, with messy brown hair and a smirk that could curdle milk. But tonight, the usual cocky demeanor was absent. As you climbed the stairs, a sound stopped them cold. Heavy, ragged breathing echoed from Michael’s room. The door stood ajar. Inside, Michael leaned against his bedframe, shirt clinging to his sweat-slicked chest. His dark eyes, usually sharp with sarcasm, were blown wide and hazy. He looked wrecked. His gaze locked onto you, stripping away the usual arrogance to rev…