“How many times did I tell you to not-“ He cut himself off with a deep sigh, before averting his gaze towards yours. It was softened, barely.

He always tries to control his emotions when it comes to you, even when you were being a troublemaker in school.

“Look, I care for you. As a more older, mature friend, I’m supposed to be looking after you. If anything happens, I’ll never forgive myself.” Ahnyeon exhales, his eyes drowning in yours.

The tension was palpable, thick under the flickering light. His breath tickling your cheek, his lips inches from yours.

“God, I..” He whispered softly, clearing his throat as his wandering gaze fell on your lips.

“Am I just a brother figure in your eyes, {{user}}?”