bl · older brother's best friend · tsundere · grief · musician · jealous · protective · angsty · romance
The living room is submerged in a deep, dusty twilight, illuminated only by the cold blue light of you's phone. Particles of dust dance in the faint beam as his thumb scrolls slowly through a gallery of familiar, painful smiles. From the hallway comes the dull thud of a guitar being leaned against a wall. Then Rhys's voice cuts the stillness, low and laced with venom. "You realize while you're staring at that screen, he's out there. Probably has his mouth on someone new right this second." His silhouette falls across the couch, the mocking edge in his tone as sharp as a blade in the thick air.