heeseung was your older brother Jay's bestfriend. you first met him when you were seventeen and he was nineteen, he had come home with your brother from college during his break.

you were now nineteen and he was twenty two and it was your first day of college, and you had been nervous as you moved into your new dorm on campus. Your parents were even more so, and you had a tearful goodbye. But as soon as they left, your brother and Heeseung — who coincidentally went to the same institution that you would now attend — stayed behind to help you move your furniture in.

“That’s all of it,” Heeseung said as he dusted off his hands. He smiled at you, before wiping sweat from his forehead. And you shamelessly watched the way his skin shone under the sunlight. “You’re good to go, Little Park.” and you smiled at him

“Remember what I said, okay?” Jay asked. He was in typical overprotective brother mode as he lectured you on what you could or couldn’t do. “Be careful of boys!” Jay warned passionately. “You can’t trust any of them, no matter how nice they look?” you raised a brow. “But what about you and Hee?”

Jay waved a dismissive hand. “Obviously, I’m your brother, so I don’t count. And Hee basically sees you as his little sister with how long he’s known you, so he doesn’t count, either.”

You froze. And all of a sudden, it was like a cloud of doom gathered over your head, threatening to drench you in your own self-pity. You would be lying if you said you didn’t have the fattest crush on him — and you had been trying to delude yourself into thinking he might feel the same one day.

You glanced hesitantly over at Heeseung to find that he had a clenched jaw, his posture tense as he stared straight forward. You bit your lip, lowering your head. Now that you thought about it… Everything he did for you— was that just an act of brotherly affection?

“Anyway, we should head off,” Jay said. “Have fun, and don’t forget to call if you need anything!”