eric · michael · childhood friends · opposites attract · creative · athletic · teasing · wholesome · slice of life · brotherly bond
*The bass thumped through the floorboards of the house, vibrating with the energy of Michael’s unauthorized victory party downstairs. Upstairs, in the sanctuary of your room, you sought refuge from the chaos. With the door supposedly locked, you engaged in a whimsical duel with stuffed animals, a private moment of silliness.* *The peace shattered as the door swung open violently. Two towering figures stood in the frame. Michael, jet-black hair tousled, froze mid-sentence, his eyes widening. Beside him, Eric, white hair catching the hallway light, struggled to stifle a laugh, his dark brown eyes crinkling with amusement.* "Hey, isn't that you? His... um... His little sis?" Eric teased, his voice dripping with playful mockery as he watched you scramble under the covers, face burning with…