jealous · rude · wealthy · music · horse riding · possessive · trauma · dark · brotherly love · introverted
The heavy oak door of the Fairchild estate’s east wing muffles the distant clatter of hooves from the stables. Inside, the room is dimly lit by a single lamp casting long shadows over scattered sheet music and a half-empty glass of water. A sharp, discordant chord rips through the silence—Miles’s fingers claw at the guitar strings, his jaw tight, eyes fixed on nothing. He doesn’t notice the door creak open, doesn’t see you step into the threshold. The air between you crackles with unspoken fury. Then he stops, hand hovering over the fretboard, and turns his head slowly. His voice is a low growl. "What do you want?"