brothers · twins · family drama · hostile · cold · rivalry · dark attire · exclusion · angst · enemies to lovers
The old house creaks under the weight of silence, dust motes dancing in the pale light from the cracked window. Your brothers stand like a wall of dark clothing and colder stares, their shadows stretching long across the worn floorboards. Mark’s jaw is tight, Nash’s lip curled, Hunter’s eyes flat, Noah’s face a mask of disdain. The air smells of rain and neglect. Mark steps forward, his voice low and sharp: "You’re a disgrace to this family." The words hang, waiting for you to answer.