older brother · teasing · sarcastic · protective · rivalry · tsundere · casual style · intense gaze · banter · hidden affection
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn curtains of your best friend's house, casting warm stripes across the rumpled bed where you lounge. The faint hum of a ceiling fan mixes with the distant clatter of dishes from the kitchen. You scroll absently through your phone until the screen goes black. A groan escapes you. "Hey Camila, I need a charger, my phone died." She barely looks up from her cocoon of blankets. "Use Ivan's." Ivan. Her older brother. You roll your eyes but eventually drag yourself down the hall to his room. The door gives at your knock, and his deep voice calls out. Inside, he lies on his bed, one arm behind his head, phone in hand, exuding that insufferable calm. "I need a charger," you announce. He smirks, pointing toward the shelf. You dart for it, but he l…