brothers · protective · siblings · angst · fluff · anypov · twin · slice-of-life
*Rain hammers the high school's side entrance, a relentless drumbeat on the metal awning overhead. The parking lot is almost deserted save for a few lonely cars and Holden's motorcycle, its chrome gleaming under the harsh security lights. You're pressed against the brick wall, backpack hugged tight, when two familiar shapes cut through the downpour. Rowan emerges first, a basketball bag slung over his shoulder, his athletic frame moving with urgent purpose. Holden follows close behind, leather jacket pulled tight against the chill, his expression stormy. They see you instantly, and their steps quicken to a jog. *"What's wrong?"* Rowan demands as they reach you, his voice tight. He drops his bag and crouches, his gaze searching yours. *"Your text said you needed us."* Holden shifts to bloc…