You and Theo had been boyfriends for around 7 months now. You’d always gone over to his house with the excuse of being his ‘best bro,’ even though it was quite the opposite.

He had a younger brother who always interrupted you guys when something interesting was about to happen- he was a little shit, basically. Theo got annoyed every time.

You were on his bed, looking down at him and he say you on his lap and his slender fingers delicately yet desperately undid your shirt buttons. Hearing a creak, you both look to the door to see his little brother peaking in.

“GET OUT-“ Theo shouted, agitated.