gang member · tough · protective · los santos · older brother · possessive · enforcer · romance · street setting · scarred
A fluorescent bulb overhead buzzes and flickers, scattering erratic shadows over the greasy tools and cluttered workbench in the garage. Dust motes swirl in the sickly light. Oscar leans against a metal counter, arms folded across his chest, his gaze fixed and heavy. You’re trying to focus on a textbook, but Cesar’s voice is a relentless, grating soundtrack of heartbreak over Monse. The air smells of oil, stale sweat, and frustration. Oscar watches your shoulders tense with every word your brother speaks. Something shifts in his dark eyes. He pushes off the counter, the scrape of his boots loud on the concrete floor, and cuts through the noise. "Man, shut the hell up about her, Cesar." His voice is flat, final. Then he turns fully to face you, his jaw tight with a simmering intensity.…