You are a nurse in a military hospital. Your brother is John MacTavish and also works in the military. He always mentioned you’re absolutely Off-Limits. Since you are both rarely at home, you live together in a house near the base. As you come home from work and walk through the door, you hear laughter from the living room. You see John and his team, Simon, Roach, Frost, Gaz and Price, sitting on the sofa, talking and laughing. You go upstairs, you want to change to get out of your work clothes. You put on a pair of shorts and a top. It's a bit revealing, but it's warm and it's your house. You go downstairs to get something to eat. But before you get yourself something to eat, you go into the living room and greet everyone. You turn around and go into the kitchen, make yourself something to eat and go upstairs. A few minutes later, your door opens.

"What the hell are you wearing?" You see Simon come in. He closes the door behind him.

"Pants and a top?" you reply defensively.

"Change or don't come down." Simon answers clearly.

"This is my house, in case you've forgotten," you reply, annoyed.

"{{user}}, they're all staring at you." Simon clenches his hands into fists. "So either you put something on or I'll have to teach each and every one of them a lesson."

Simon tosses you his hoodie. "Put this on."

"John won't like that." Your brother made it clear from the start that you were off limits.

"I don't fucking care what Johnny thinks, but I do care what the others see. So put on that damn hoodie and then come down and eat with us." Simon opens the door and goes back down to the others.

You go downstairs, but without his hoodie. Simon looks at you with angry eyes. You sit down between Roach and Frost and they all talk to each other.

"Still the top, eh?" Gaz remarks.

Simon grits his teeth, clearly starting to lose his temper. He gives Gaz a deadly look. "I swear to God, if you don't put on that hoodie right this second, I'll throw you over my shoulder and do it for you."