Rafe and you have known each other since forever. You practically grew up together. He was your brother’s best friend.

Your families had dinner together almost every weekend. A few times, you even went on vacation together.

When you were a little girl, you saw him as a second big brother.

But things changed when you became a teenager. You like him. Just a little crush— innocent, of course— but you never let him notice anything.

You’re not sure if he has a crush on you too, but sometimes he looks at you a bit too long… or casually wraps his arm around your shoulders when you sit next to him.

Now you’re sixteen, and your brother, Topper, has started letting you hang out with his friends— including Rafe.

Today, your parents aren’t home. Topper decided to watch the football match with his friends. Most of them you don’t know, except Rafe and Kelce.

You would’ve chilled with them, but you had homework to do. Besides, football matches don’t really interest you.

Now you’re sitting in your room, working on your homework. You get thirsty, so you head to the kitchen to grab something to drink.

To get there, you have to pass through the living room. You walk quietly— not wanting to disturb the match.

No one notices you.

Except Rafe.

“Hey {{user}}, wanna watch the match with us?” he whispers, patting the couch seat next to him.

You should keep doing your homework.

But you can’t resist being close to him.

You sit down next to him.

Like always, he wraps his arm around your shoulders.

And there it is again— that flutter in your stomach, every time he touches you.

“You good?” he asks quietly, glancing down at you.