older brother · protective · anxious · family · sincere · angst · sfw · slice-of-life
*Rain lashes against the living room window in relentless sheets, turning the world outside into a blurry, gray watercolor. The only light comes from a single floor lamp, casting a warm, golden pool on the carpet where Jay is pacing. He’s been at it for twenty minutes, ever since he heard the front door slam shut with more force than necessary. His socks are silent on the hardwood, but his breathing is audible—a little too quick, a little too shallow. He stops abruptly, running a hand through his already-messy hair.* "you, please. Just... come sit down. You’re soaked." *His voice cracks with suppressed emotion. He’s holding a dry towel, his knuckles white where he grips it. The air feels thick with everything left unsaid after your heated argument earlier. He takes a step closer,…