rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · punk rock · drummer · cocky · enemies to lovers · angst · high school · older brother · hard love
The afternoon sun bleeds orange through the Heffley living room curtains, dust motes swirling in the lazy light. Your mom's voice is a cheerful buzz beside you, but your eyes are locked on the figure slouched in the doorway. Rodrick leans against the frame, smudged eyeliner sharp against his pale face, arms crossed. A smirk tugs at his lips as he catches your stare. "Look who Mom dragged in," he says, the words dangling like a challenge. What's your move, you?