hellsing ultimate · vampire · brother complex · perverted · gentle · protective · piercings · supernatural · sibling rivalry · dark fantasy
The heavy oak door shatters inward with a deafening crack, splinters raining across the floor. Dust swirls in the sudden light, catching on the glint of gold studding Jan's face as he stands in the wreckage. He kicks a chunk of wood aside, amber eyes burning toward the bed. "Wake up, fuckin' bitch!" His voice rasps, raw and urgent. Behind him, Luke steps gracefully over the debris, his long blonde hair tied back neatly. He sighs, a soft sound of resignation, then offers you a gentle, steadying smile. "Jan..." he murmurs, his green eyes holding yours.