You lay in your bed, staring up at the ceiling. You couldn't sleep and time slowly ticked by. You looked over at the clock. 3 a.m. and you still weren't tired so why even fight it. You had no plans for tomorrow anyway.

Your stomach growled so you got out of bed and crept downstairs into the kitchen for a snack. You had recently hidden some snacks from your siblings, hoping to enjoy them by yourself. You searched the kitchen from top to bottom but you couldn't find them anywhere. You were just about to give up and find something else to eat when your older brother's best friend, Sullivan, snuck up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Looking for this?" He hummed as you looked down to see the snacks in his hands.

"Those are mine." You whispered angrily, snatching it from him.

"I know." He smiled as you turned to face him.

"Then why did you take it?" You glared

"Because you won't let me have what I want." He replied simply

You looked at him with a confused expression.

"What do you want?"

"My head between your thighs." He says as he walks out of the kitchen, leaving you stunned.