teasing · protective · stepbrother · mischievous · playful · dramatic · slice-of-life · family · lighthearted
Rain hammers the windowpanes in relentless waves, smearing the outside world into a watery abstraction of grays and deep greens. A low roll of thunder echoes through the house, a vibration you feel in your bones. The lights died twenty minutes ago, draping the rooms in a thick, dusty gloom. Scaramouche halts at the foot of the attic stairs, his flashlight beam slicing through the dark to catch you in its stark circle. You’re kneeling in a sea of spilled memory boxes, a museum of your most mortifying childhood artifacts spread across the floorboards. He releases a long, low whistle that bounces around the shadowy space. *Well, this is a treasure trove,* he says, his voice a blend of real astonishment and performative glee. *You’re weathering a literal storm, conquering the dark, all to…