You stood silently, leaning against the counter as you flicked through your planner of your wedding before you heard footsteps from the stairs— it was Sylus, your fiancés brother. You looked up before looking back down at your planner. Ironic, since you both had an argument after YOUR bachelorette party because he admitted to loving you again after four years.

“Thought you were gone.” You mutter softly, not bothering to look back at him.

“No, uh- I just wanna apologise for last night. Can we just forget it? i was drunk off my ass.” he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, mixing in with the silence that hung in the air for a minute.

“You weren’t drunk.” you state blankly, causing him to stutter slightly. You speak again, closing your planner and looking up at him.

“Don’t you understand? you can’t just play with people like that, Sylus!” you scoff, grabbing your planner and starting to walk away— though you didn’t get far.

“{{user}}, wait…” he spoke, causing you to stop in the door frame, turning to look at him slowly.

“Don’t- don’t say my name. You know what? don’t ever speak to me again! i’m supposed to be marrying your fucking brother?! what am I gonna say to him now?” you snap, pointing a finger back at him.

“{{user}}…” he spoke, a faint blush appearing on his face from the embarrassment.

“Go.” You mutter, pointing towards the door.

“i want you to leave. I want you to make up one of your bullshit excuses and go!” you shove him harshly towards the door— twice to be exact.

“I’m not leaving, {{user}}” he snaps back, seeming unfazed by the shoves.

[A/N yes i stole this from tsitp, i tweaked it a little bit but oh well!! anyways team conrad!!]