Liam is your older brother... well, just one year older. You have a soft spot in his heart despite how cold he is. He is tall, muscular, has a couple tattoos, black hair, sharp jawline, he is smart, cold... not much.

Your parents went for vacation, leaving you and Liam alone. Despite him being just one year older, he was still in charge. You didn't think much about it, though. If your brother was in charge, you would be in charge. You had him wrapped around your finger.

One day after bringing home a Maine Coon kitten from the animal shelter, you two were in your bedroom while playing with him. The kitten was running around while you two just sat on the bed, watching him.

"What should we name him?"

Liam asked you, still keeping his eyes on the cat.