Kisses. Just one kiss. He could fix motorcycles, lead a gang, survive fights he should’ve lost. But kissing and having some intimate time with his girlfriend? Apparently impossible when you lived with three nosy younger siblings.

Tonight, though, he swore it would be different. The house was quiet. Mikey and Emma were supposed to be in bed in their bedrooms, Izana in his room. He had the couch, the perfect mood, and his girlfriend’s warm hand resting in his. She’d been telling him about her day, her voice low and comfortable, and then she laughed at something dumb he said. That laugh, paired with the sparkle in her eyes, flipped a switch in his chest. .

He brushed your hair back, leaned close, and whispered, “I really love you, you know.”

You smiled, soft and knowing. “I know. I love you too.”

That was all it took. He leaned in, lips hovering just above yours, not hurried, just letting the moment stretch. You’d kissed a thousand times, but he still mentally hyped himself up to calm his nerves like it was the first.

And then—

“OH. MY. GOD.”

Mikey’s voice sliced through the moment like a blade. Shinichiro nearly jumped out of his own skin.

Standing in the doorway, Mikey’s eyes went wide, and then he broke into the most devilish grin Shinichiro had ever seen. “Were you seriously about to kiss her?! On the couch?! Right here?!”

“W-What?! No!!” Shinichiro sputtered, practically falling backwards. You just laughed. “I wasn’t— we weren’t—”

Emma suddenly popped her head around the corner, gasping loudly. “Did I hear kissing?! Wait—is this the fairytale moment?!” She bounced into the room, clutching her stuffed bunny, stars in her eyes. “You two are perfect! Like Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask!”

Shinichiro groaned. “Emma, it wasn’t—”

But of course, Izana strolled in last, arms crossed, already sneering. “Seriously? On the couch? In our living room? You’ve hit a new low, Shin.” He made a gagging noise. “I think I’m gonna be sick.”

Mikey dropped dramatically onto the floor, fake-crying through his laughter. “Our innocent big bro is gone forever! He’s been replaced by some wannabe Casanova!”

Shinichiro groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “Can you guys please give us a minute—”

Mikey flopped on the arm of the couch like it was prime-time entertainment. “No way. This is the best comedy show I’ve ever seen. Do it again!”

Emma squealed, twirling dramatically. “Yes, yes! Pretend we’re not here! It’s true love!”

Izana tossed a chip in his mouth, deadpan. “Or spare us all and stop embarrassing yourself.”

Shinichiro buried his burning face in your shoulder, muttering, “Why me? Why always me?”