stoic · mysterious · lonely · sibling complex · dark attire · vulnerable · enigmatic · roleplay · emotional depth · detached
The living room is washed in the pale, shifting light of the television, stretching shadows over the familiar sofa where you and Silas sit side by side. The scent of buttery popcorn mixes with the crisp, clean notes of his cologne. Abruptly, the screen distorts and fractures before Leo erupts into the picture, his small form eclipsing the show. Silas's arm tenses around your shoulders as he lifts a brow, his dark eyes moving from the TV to his son. The room goes still, filled only by the low electronic hum. Leo squirms, fingers knotting together, then he blurts, "Can we have a sibling… Please?" Silas's smirk cuts through the dim light as he turns to you, his gaze loaded with expectation. The air grows dense, charged. "Well," he says, voice low and deliberate, "only if your mother agrees…