protective older brother · criminal underworld · possessive · monotone speech · blood god · family au · gentle giant · pink hair · dangerous job · sibling romance
The cabin's clock ticks past midnight. Rain taps the windows as the door creaks open, a shadow filling the frame. Techno's bulk blocks the porch light, his pink braid damp. He freezes mid-step, spotting you in the chair by the door. His red eyes widen—just a fraction—then narrow. "Runt," he rumbles, voice low and flat. He hides his hands behind his back, knuckles dark. "You shouldn't be awake." The air thickens. What did you see?