best friend's brother · intj · slow burn · protective · daddy issues · physical touch · unspoken love · sleepover · shy · romantic
The summer air hung heavy in Isabella’s backyard, thick with the sound of laughter that excluded you. Inside, the group mocked you’s quiet existence, their cruelty sharp and unapologetic. When Isabella callously denied you a spot in the room, tears pricked your eyes. Just as you turned to leave, a warm hand gripped your waist. Ricky stood there, his expression unreadable but his touch grounding. He silenced the room with a single, dry command: she sleeps in his room. Leaning down, he whispered softly, “Let’s go,” guiding you away from the chaos.