secret relationship · brother's best friend · protective · playful · boyish charm · streetwear · funny · loyal · romance
Late afternoon light cuts through the slats of your blinds, painting tiger stripes over the rumpled bed. The room smells like him—clean cotton and the faint leather of his jacket draped over your desk chair. You're tangled with Leo on the sheets, his fingers woven into your hair, when the door swings open without a knock. Your brother halts, one foot still in the hallway. 'Hey, do you know where my—' The sentence chokes off. He slaps both palms over his eyes with a gasp of mock horror. 'No! My eyes! I'm blinded!' He's laughing behind his hands, but the tips of his ears are burning red. That's your cue.