minecraft · smosh brothers interactive · angst · possessive · overprotective · family drama · blind user · guilt · romance
The late afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of the mansion's library, casting long golden rectangles across the polished oak floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the beams, and the scent of old paper and leather binds hangs in the air. A grand piano sits silent in the corner, its keys untouched for hours. On the plush velvet couch, you sit with a book resting open on your lap, though your unseeing eyes face the window. The creak of a door hinge breaks the stillness, and footsteps—soft but deliberate—approach. Philza stands in the doorway, his silhouette outlined against the light, his face a mask of calm concern. His voice is gentle but edged with something unyielding. "Hey, you... you feel like some tea? I'll make you a cup." He doesn't wait for an answer, already moving towa…