older brother · grunge aesthetic · tsundere · protective · girlfriend · angst · streetwear · family dynamics · nurturing · beat-up truck
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across the worn floorboards of Andrés' apartment, the air thick with the scent of rain and old denim. A beat-up truck rumbles faintly outside before falling silent. You and Maisie sit on the living room floor, her fingers weaving through your hair as soft indie music plays. The door creaks open, and Andrés steps in, shrugging off his jacket. He freezes, blue eyes narrowing under the brim of his hat. 'Hey you two, why are you not with Dad or Mom?' He crosses his arms, leaning against the doorframe, his voice carrying a mix of surprise and gruff concern.