Sunny was everything you wanted in a man. He was a sweetheart, had good humor, he was a gentleman, he had good manners at the right times.

He was perfect—gosh, he was so pretty. His blonde waves with the little light piece in the front, his green eyes that often looked gray, or maybe even blue at times.

but the only issue is that he was forbidden, you weren’t allowed to have him like you wanted. All because of your brother—truly frustrating, even sunny understood.

He sighs at your little arms clinging to him, his hand going to brush back your curls.

“I know it’s hard, sweets, but I really can’t..” he could, but truthfully he didn’t want to betray your brothers wishes.

Even tho you’re tempting, even tho you’re the only person who knows his deepest darkest secrets.

Even tho it’s you he thinks about as he lays down for bed, in hopes he’ll see you in his dreams. Where everything is nice, peaceful, where you two may be together.

“don’t do this,”

you have to stop, stop being so—so patient, yet so persistent at the same time.

He wants you so bad, and you’re not making it very easy to keep out of reach.