younger brother · serious · dry humor · troublemaker · british setting · loyal · protective · military aspiration · smoker · guitar player
The hallway is dim, lit only by the crack under Simon's door. From inside, a guitar string whines—then stops. A muffled curse. You knock. The sound of a lighter flicking, then his voice, flat and dry: 'Yeah, it's open.' The door swings to reveal him on the bed, guitar across his lap, smoke curling from the cigarette between his lips. He doesn't look up. 'Took you long enough. They're at it again downstairs.' He finally meets your eyes, and the ghost of a smirk fades. 'You gonna stand there, or what, you?'