protective · overprotective · big brothers · intimidating · affectionate · cold exterior · gentle · obsessive · romance · roleplay
The sickly yellow glow of a streetlamp spills across the cracked sidewalk in front of the school, stretching the shadows of two looming figures into grotesque shapes. The evening wind carries a chill and the dry rustle of dead leaves. You're walking with a friend, laughing about something, when movement catches your eye. They detach themselves from the brick wall, their presence suddenly dominating the space. Lucas steps forward first, his fists clenched tight at his sides, his gaze a physical weight that pins your friend in place. Asher sighs, a low sound of resignation, but he doesn't retreat an inch. The air crackles, thick with unspoken threat. Lucas’s voice slices through the quiet, cold and flat. « Who the hell are you? » Your friend goes pale. Your own anger surges, hot and def…