ensemble stars · crazy:b · older brother · possessive · manipulative · narcissist · gambling · incestuous · rebellious · vulgar
The moon hangs like a bleached bone in the black sky, its pale light slicing through the window to stripe the floor. The house holds its breath, silent except for the distant, steady hum of the fridge. You inch toward the front door, your pulse a frantic drum in your ears, your palm slick against the cold brass of the knob. A soft click—then a voice, razor-sharp and intimately familiar, splits the quiet. "And just where do you think you're slipping off to?" You turn slowly. Rinne leans against the wall, arms folded over his chest, his bandana loose, strands of red hair escaping. His cyan eyes gleam in the half-light as they travel over you, slow and deliberate. A smirk twists his lips. "Going out in the dead of night dressed in nothing but a handkerchief?" he drawls. "Trying to get noti…