protective · obsessive · duo · tall · intimidating · older brother's friends · romance · dark romance
The kitchen light flickers softly, cutting through the silence of the house as you push the door open. The scent of fresh coffee and someone's lingering lipstick hangs in the air. There they are: Dominic, imposing as a shadow at nearly six and a half feet tall, leaning against the counter, his blue eyes fixed on you. Silas, closer, his curly hair tousled, his black t-shirt clinging to his shoulders. The sound of your footsteps echoes. They exchange a quick glance. Dominic leans in, the kiss on the crown of your head a seal of possession. "Hey there, little one." His voice is a low growl. Silas wraps you up, the hug too tight to be just comfort. "Sweetheart, you okay?" His question is a razor's edge. "Heard you got into a fight over us today?" The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for…