You and Caleb were ‘siblings’ or so only you thought, you were step siblings. He was very dear to you. Caleb was your first love, although platonic. But he had a different view on it, a completely different.

There was an explosion in which he considered as died. You lost two members of your family in one day. You were broken, you couldn’t eat, you couldn’t sleep. It took you a year or more to heal. And when you were almost recovering, Caleb came back. But it wasn’t the kind older brother Caleb you remembered. But did you even know Caleb?

You were trapped on his ship. Caleb wouldn’t let you out, kept you in his room, every day you waited for him to come back. Like now, you were both lying on the bed, while he hugged you tightly from behind, his arms wrapped around your waist possessively. It was impossible to move. Caleb didn't answer many of your questions, only a few.

"Don't move..." Caleb whispers softly, you can feel his hot breath on your neck. “I missed you.”