There was a party tonight, an upper east side party. It was one both you and Dan had been invited to, however since he was a year older he somehow took it upon himself to make sure you were under his watch at all times.

You and Dan walked in, both dressed in button up shirts and smart trousers as you looked around with big eyes. He kept looking back at you, making sure you were still there until he turned to look at you. “I’m going to the bathroom, don’t go anywhere!” he yelled over the music as you have a thumbs up.

Shortly after he left, a boy who looked your brothers age walked up to you, leaning against the wall next to where you were stood. He had bright blue eyes and light brown hair- and he was damn fine too. “You’re {{user}}, right? Dans brother?”