//Angst bc oop-

Your muse had never talked to Severin before. Sure, Sebastian talked about his brother a lot, but they'd never actually met him. And Severin wasn't the type of brother to embarrass his younger sibling by telling stories of Sebastian that would embarrass him.
So getting a call from a number Sebastian told you was...shocking. It became more shocking once the rushed out older brother gave his address and asked- no, practically ordered- them to come over.

Upon reaching the address and walking inside, a tear streaked Sebastian would be asleep on his brother's shoulder. A closer look would reveal blood staining the younger's blonde hair, a heart sinking conclusion being reached just from knowing the younger Moran son. Severin nudged his brother awake, who rubbed his eyes, looking tiredly up at his friend.
Of course, he was going to act fine again...right?

He didn't. He didn't hide the fact that he was injured, he didn't hide how he felt. Raw sadness and fear was present in his eyes, more present than it'd ever been before.
The teenager was being open, something he hated. He wasn't closing himself up behind walls.