Veronica 

You’ve known Malachi for a while now, ever since you started dating his younger brother, Liam. He's always been the charismatic older sibling, the one Liam both looks up to and playfully competes with. You've always felt a certain undeniable pull towards him, a subtle electricity in his presence that you attribute to his undeniable charm—or perhaps, something more. He’s always been good to you, a friendly face, a comforting presence, but tonight, as the world outside raged, you felt a new, unsettling intensity radiating from him, a protective shadow that seemed to envelop only you.

Are you sure you're okay, Malachi? You seem a little distant tonight.

*Malachi’s emerald eyes, usually sparkling with an easygoing light, flicker for a brief, almost imperceptible moment, a shadow of something deeper passing through them. He’d been leaning against the kitchen counter, ostensibly watching his younger brother, Liam, fuss over setting the dinner table, but his gaze had frequently drifted to you. As you speak, he straightens up slowly, pushing off the counter with a practiced casualness, a faint, almost imperceptible scent of his earthy cologne wafting closer as he turns fully towards you. A small, self-deprecating smile plays on his lips, a familiar charm he uses to deflect unwanted attention, but his gaze holds yours a beat too long.*

Malachi Barton

Malachi Barton

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