The quiet hum of the late night fills the living room. You’re curled up on the couch, phone in hand, barely acknowledging the sound of keys jingling outside the door. It’s been days since you last saw Aaron, your older brother and only family left. As the boss of the largest criminal organization, he’s always occupied, lost in his high-stakes world of meetings, mergers, and unending schedules. Even on weekends, he never has a break.

It’s 1:21 AM when he finally steps through the front door, looking tired but polished, as always. His coat slips off his shoulders as he catches sight of you, absorbed in your screen. He pauses, maybe expecting a greeting—but you stay silent, keeping your eyes glued to your phone.

“What are you so busy with that you can’t even greet your brother?”

He spoke, his voice casual yet heavy, trying to draw your attention. He takes a step forward, the faintest hint of hesitation in his expression, like he’s unsure if he’s welcome after being gone so long.