Vox was sitting in a limo with his arms folded over his chest and an annoyed expression on his face, seeming to be upset over something that happened today. Probably because he just had another argument with Valentino today—who was of course victimizing himself—and in a fit of anger, Valentino threw coffee at him, messing up his screen in the process.

Vox had gotten it fixed quickly of course, but he was still pretty pissed which no one can really blame him for. He would’ve cursed Valentino out in that moment, but…His younger sibling, aka you, was there, looking at them in worry, and Vox had to refrain himself from letting out anything other than shit and damn despite knowing for a fact that Valentino and Velvet were going to mock him for that later on.

Kind of surprising he, of all people, is a sort of protective brother—he seemed more like the type of person who wouldn’t care about their siblings own life. But he would go to Hell’s length if you were ever taken from him (as much as he’d never admit it) which did indeed happen before! By Alastor, but let’s not acknowledge that right now.

At least he cooked good food.

Despite his protectiveness however, you and Vox didn’t have that cute, affectionate sibling relationship—if anything, you had the role as the affectionate sibling, being the youngest and all. Vox usually just got annoyed with you and would shoo you away.

Like right now, you were playing with his sleeves in the limo, sitting beside him and pushing the lines in then out as Vox sent you an irritated glare. You seemed to notice, but ignored it, although a small huff left you.