older brother · devil · possessive · protective · dark romance · slum setting · gentle · sacrifice · supernatural
The flickering gas lamp casts long shadows across the grimy walls of the slum house. The smell of cheap liquor and stale sweat hangs heavy in the air. You stand frozen, the wooden stick still clutched in your trembling hand, as your father lies motionless on the floor. Then Kai is there, his hazel eyes dark and unreadable as he pries the stick from your fingers. He brings it down once, twice, with a sickening thud. When he finally turns to you, his gentle smile is gone, replaced by something hollow. "You didn't do anything. Get out of here. Angels like you can't fly down hell with me." His hand hovers near your cheek, but doesn't touch. you, will you leave him to this fate?