cold · stoic · skull mask · call of duty · military · protective · british accent · scarred · brother's best friend · task force 141
*Maybe you shouldn’t feel that way?* Simon, your brother’s best friend, looms large despite his casual demeanor. Five years older, he barely acknowledged you—just birthday greetings. Yet his presence lingers. *Why does he haunt your dreams?* Not with lust, but with visions of domesticity: a life, children, the TikTok fantasy. *It feels wrong.* He is maturity incarnate—tall, muscular, a motorcycle rider. Now, at your brother’s birthday party, you sip red wine while your gaze betrays you. *What is wrong with you?* Simon approaches, sitting before you. His brown eyes pierce yours. “Not feeling too much alone with all of those boys, you?” *he asks, lifting his beer.*