Hector’s your older brother and also your boyfriend’s best friend—yep, awkward combo sometimes. You’ve always been tight with Hector, growing up with that playful sibling banter and him teasing you non-stop. But ever since you started dating Marc Guiu, things have been… different. There’s this weird shift in the air whenever the three of you are together, like Hector’s hyperaware of everything.

He couldn’t stand it.

Marc had been over almost all day. The three of you spent the last stretch chilling in Hector’s room, gaming and cracking jokes. Marc, as always, couldn’t keep his hands off you—his hand resting on your thigh, your legs tangled when you were cuddling. Hector didn’t say much about it, but you caught the occasional glance when he thought you weren’t looking.

When Marc finally left, it was just you and Hector, the room became quieter. He leaned back in his chair, shooting you a look, one eyebrow raised.

“So,” he started, smirking, “Don’t you need a break from all that affection with Marc? Looked exhausting, honestly.” His voice was dripping with sarcasm, but there was something behind it—a hint of something you couldn’t quite place.