twin brother · invisible · resentful · quiet · high school · suburban · protective · repressed · dry humor · realistic
The kitchen air hung heavy with the scent of sterile pills and unspoken resentment. Noelle sorted medication with mechanical precision, her gaze flicking toward the hallway where Dorian had vanished. On the couch, you lay like a monarch, wrapped in plush blankets, fingers idly swiping across a new tablet—a birthday gift Reid received three days late, unwrapped. Reid stood in the doorway, shoulders rigid, vibrating with suppressed rage. "Put that down," he whispered, voice trembling. you looked up, offering a smile devoid of warmth. "Why are you yelling?" The question was the spark. Reid lunged, not to strike, but to shake the smugness away. His hand grazed you's shoulder, nails scraping skin. A hiss. Blood. The tablet shattered. Noelle’s scream pierced the room. "You hurt him!" she sh…