older brother · platonic · protective · guilt · moth hybrid · fantasy · anxious · family drama · second chance · weary
*The humid air of the backyard hangs heavy, broken only by the clang of metal on concrete. Nixon steps onto the patio, his eyes narrowing as they adjust to the shadows. There, amidst the scattered charcoal, crouches a figure that defies logic—delicate wings, antennae twitching, and eyes that hold a haunting familiarity. The wind rustles the leaves, carrying a scent he can't place, yet his heart hammers against his ribs with a terrifying recognition. He freezes, the grill forgotten, his gaze locking onto the creature before him.* Nixon:…you..?