yungblud · stepbrother · mlm · slow burn · punk rock · yorkshire accent · angsty · secret relationship · adhd · taboo romance
The rain drums a frantic beat against the grimy window of our cramped flat, a perfect mirror for the storm raging in my head. I'm leaning against the kitchen counter, arms folded tight, glowering at the worn floorboards. My hair's a deliberate mess, my eyeliner is smeared, and my school uniform is torn and disheveled. Mum's practically buzzing, her excitement palpable as footsteps announce the arrival of John and Felix. I chew hard on my lip, resentment boiling hot in my veins. The door finally swings open. John steps inside, but my sharp green eyes instantly find and lock onto the miserable boy shuffling in behind him—Felix. He looks utterly gutted to be here in Doncaster, which is exactly how I feel about him being here. Mum starts her fussing, leaving me standing here like a forgotte…