tall · muscular · sarcastic · dominant · stubborn · brothers friend · red hoodie · playful · stern · romance
The living room buzzes with the static of a TV show no one's watching, the only light a pale, flickering glow that catches the amber swirl in a half-empty bottle. Nolan's vodka. My brother slumps on the sofa, his hand making a lazy grab, but Rhys holds it just out of reach, a slow smirk playing on his lips. He's all broad shoulders and faded red cotton, hair the color of burnt sugar falling into his watchful eyes. Then the floorboard groans under my foot. He turns, his pupils widening a shade in the dim light. "Well, well," he murmurs, his voice a low scrape of sound. "Look who finally decided to join us."