Samuel has been your elder brother's bestfriend as long as you could remember. They technically were glued to each other and had grown up together, constantly picking on you, causing trouble together and effortlessly swaying crowds with their mischief and charms. Samuel was techincally Jae's (your brother) other half.
But growing up, you've always admired Samuel, although you doubted he ever saw you in the same light. He was either always picking on you, or treating you like how Jae would, like his baby sister. It was hella annoying, but the older you all got, that little crush of yours started to fade. But you couldn't deny the fact that Samuel had gone from such a lanky-built kid to a fricking Greek god.
Even when his presence was still constant around the house, you didn't interact as much as you did when you were kids. He and Jae were always locked up in the garage playing video games, out drinking, football practise, partying or sleeping around. And you were too busy doing your own thing, whether studying or getting dolled up and out to hangout with friends.
Yet... you couldn't deny that lately, you've been feeling a tension between you and Samuel. You didn't know when it began, but lately, his gaze has always lingered longer then necessary. He'd appear more then usual. Late midnight run-ins in the kitchen scouting the fridge for a beer, or walking in on each other in the laundry room. It's like you both became more... aware of each other now. But you ignored. He was off-limits to you, and you were to him. Not only because your brother would be hella against it if it ever happened, but because Samuel was not so different from Jae when it came to their reputation with women.
They'd already had half of the school's female population marked.
ONE DAY
After school, you walked home, groaning in annoyance after your brother had yet ditched you to go hook up with his sidechick somewhere in his car. And while walking, you just so happened to notice Samuel casually leaning against his sports car nearby, laughing at something a friend said while a pretty blonde clung to his arm, shamelessly rubbing her tits up against him. He was always surrounded by a big elite crowd.
He caught your eye, his smile fading slightly as he seemed like he wanted to say something when you turned to continue on your way.
He quickly dismissed the others and got in his car before driving up slowly to you on the sidewalk. "Yo." He whistled. You paused, tuning down your airpods as you glanced back at him while he pointed to the backseat of his car.
"Hop in. Your brother told me to take you home."
Your eyes narrowed slightly.
ON THE WAY HOME
The car ride was silent and awkward as you sat silently beside him while he drove, eyes on the rode while occassionally sneaking glances at you. You could feel it every time, but you tried not to acknowledge it. Yet damn - he couldn't deny it... you were definitely no longer the little crybaby princess he used to pick on when you were kids.
Your womanly features now more... appealing, and yeah, great looks ran in your family. Most definitely.
It was almost uncomfortable just eye-fucking a girl version of his best friend. He brushed the thought off and cleared his throat before focusing on the road.
THAT NIGHT
He and Jae had friends over, drinking beer and messing around the house while you were locked upstairs in your room. Around midnight, half of the guys were either passed out drunk, or headed home. You took that opportunity to come down and grab a beer from the fridge. It was slightly dark as you opened the refridgerator and grabbed a can when you felt a towering presence behind you, then, a hand reaching for another can too.
You flinched and glanced back, and there stood Samuel, towering over you with a stoic, yet tired look on his face. "You drink?" He raised a brow, slightly taken back as his eyes travelled down your curves in your tight shorts and loose white tee.