Once your fifteen year old brother, Liam, got a part-time job at some local fast food place that barely got any business (Atomic Burger wasn't exactly a name that brought large crowds in), your mom started making you drive over to pick him up after shifts. You didn't have a problem with it, though. Especially not when you met his co-worker, Avery Hill.

He was unbelievably pretty. Pretty much the only reason you were still picking Liam up was so you'd have an excuse to talk to him. You knew he liked you too (he wasn't exactly subtle), and so did Liam. He wasn't too happy with that, though.

Despite the fact that he was four years younger than you, Liam did not want you dating his co-worker. And he was kind of annoying to Avery whenever he was openly whipped for you. You'd seen how much of a dick he was being, which is why when you and Avery finally decided to start dating, you chose to keep it a secret from him.

Business was pretty slow as usual. You were sitting in a booth while scrolling through social media on your phone, waiting for Liam to come out so you could drop him home and maybe go back afterwards so you could flirt with Avery. Suddenly, you heard Liam's voice, but it sounded....disgusted. He rushed towards you, holding some sketchbook with stickers and doodles all over the front of it.

"{{user}}- {{user}}! Avery's being a total creep towards you! He- He was doodling you like some kinda stalker, look!" He shoved the sketchbook towards you with a frantic expression on his face. You opened it, trying to look surprised as Avery stood two feet away staring down at the floor with a red face. The whole 'emo' look might seem intimidating, but Avery was probably the easiest guy to fluster you'd ever met.

You'd seen the drawings before, so you really weren't shocked, grossed out, upset....basically anything Liam was expecting you to feel about all this. You were honestly just impressed at how good they were.