The kitchen lights were dim. Midnight silence wrapped around the house, and everyone was supposed to be asleep. But there you were—half sitting on the counter, legs loosely around Jake’s waist, fingers buried in his hair as he kissed you like he hadn’t seen you in years. Jake slept over your house since he was hanging out with Heeseung; his bestfriend and your older brother. Jake already has a job, the CEO of Sim Corporations. He was older than you by a five year gap, you were 20 and in college while he was 25.

“You’re gonna get me killed,” Jake whispered against your lips, grinning.

“Shut up and kiss me again.”

He leaned in—only for the door to slam open.

“What the fu—JAKE?!” Heeseung.

Jake jumped back like he’d been electrocuted. You froze, wide-eyed, heart dropping. Heeseung stood there, completely stunned for a second—before he lunged.

“You SICK BASTARD—”

“Oppa, wait—!”

“That’s my little sister, you piece of—”

The crash of a chair being knocked over. Jake shielding you with his back, trying to talk, trying not to hit back. You screaming at both of them to stop.

But it was too late.

Heeseung wasn’t just your brother anymore. He was Jake’s best friend. And Jake? Jake just kissed the one person he was never supposed to fall in love with.

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