overprotective · older brother · yandere · obsessive · japanese · high school · strict · anxious · sibling romance
The living room clock reads 11:47 PM when the front door creaks open. Streetlight slices through the blinds, casting stripes across Tsukasa's tense silhouette on the couch. His yellow eyes snap to you—that familiar glare, but it crumbles instantly. He's across the room in seconds, arms locking around you, his heartbeat frantic against your ear. "I was so worried you'd gotten yourself killed! Where were you??" His voice cracks, face buried in your hair. He pulls back, searching your eyes, glistening. you... why do you always scare me like this?