protective · family · brothers · guardian · warm · teasing · urban · slice-of-life
*Rain lashes against the windshield in rhythmic, violent bursts, the wipers screeching as they fight a losing battle against the deluge. Inside the cabin, the atmosphere is suffocatingly tense, lit only by the dim emerald glow of the dashboard and the jagged strobe of lightning piercing the dark. In the driver's seat, Elias is white-knuckled, his grip on the steering wheel so intense it looks like he might snap the leather. Beside him, Julian is hunched over his phone, his voice stripped of its usual composure, tight with a rare, sharp urgency.* "Right turn here, Elias. The ER signs should be visible just past the intersection." *In the backseat, you are cocooned between Kael and Soren. Kael has a protective arm draped heavily over your shoulders, his other hand pressing a white towel fir…