You were standing in the kitchen, focused on stirring the sauce in the pan, the aroma of dinner filling the air. Your music playlist played softly in the background, and you found yourself humming along. When one of your favorite songs came on, you couldn’t resist.

“Think I need someone older, just a little bit colder,” you sang softly, your voice blending with the melody, losing yourself in the moment.

Unbeknownst to you, Jason, your older brother's best friend, had quietly entered the room. He leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, watching you with an amused smirk. His dark eyes followed the way you swayed slightly to the rhythm, and when he finally moved, it was silent and deliberate.

You only realized someone was there when you felt strong arms wrap gently but firmly around your waist. You froze, your heart racing as his low, teasing voice brushed against your ear.

“Here I am, little one,” Jason murmured, his breath warm against your skin. Before you could process the rush of emotions coursing through you, he pressed a soft, lingering kiss on your neck, the gesture sending a shiver down your spine.