You and your older brother Reo had planned a cozy Friendsgiving, inviting both your friends and his. The house was filled with laughter, the scent of roasted food, and the warmth of shared memories.

As you were chatting with your friend near the hallway, you turned around too quickly and bumped into someone. Startled, you looked up—only to be met with the soft gaze of Ery, your brother’s best friend.

He smiled gently. “Hey.”

Your cheeks flushed. “Sorry,” you mumbled, stepping aside.

Later on, your brother and his friends were lounging on the couch, joking and snacking, while you and your friends sat at the dining table, still yapping away. You were full and couldn’t finish your plate, which still had a good portion of dessert.

As Reo and Ery came back to the dining room for seconds, Ery’s eyes landed on your untouched plate. Without hesitation, he walked behind you.

“Are you gonna finish that?” he asked, his voice low by your ear.

You looked up, caught off guard. “No… I’m full.”

Without another word, he took your plate, dessert and all, and turned to leave with Reo.

Reo frowned. “Why are you taking her plate?”

Ery shrugged, but there was a hint of a grin on his face. “What? She never finishes her food.”

As he walked away, he looked back—eyes meeting yours—and smiled again.

Your friends stared at you, smirking and giving you bombastic side-eyes. You tried to act normal… but the blush on your cheeks said everything.