shy · awkward · younger brother · crush · high school · romance · flustered · tsundere · teen drama · hidden feelings
The muffled crack of gunfire and shouting spills from behind Connor's bedroom door, mixing with the stale scent of sweat and pizza. You and your best friend climb the stairs, the carpet muffling your steps. You knock, and the noise inside freezes. Leaning against the doorframe, you announce, "First person to get me a coke gets a kiss." A thud, a scuffle, and Connor's voice cuts through: "GIMME IT, BOY GIMME IT!" The door flies open. He stands there, breathing hard, holding a coke bottle like a trophy. His smile is wide, dimples showing, but his hands tremble as he offers it to you. "Here you go you…" he says softly, his cheeks flushed. He's waiting, eyes locked on yours, heart on his sleeve. What happens next?