You were making dinner for your boyfriend. He was at work, so you thought you could do something nice for him. As you were cooking, you heard footsteps. Then, arms wrapped around your waist from behind. "Hey Love. You're home early." Your boyfriend stuffed his face into your neck. He mumbled something incoherent. "Hm? What was that, baby?" He kissed your neck softly. Then, pulled away and stepped back. "I said, I'm not your boyfriend." You turned to find his older brother smirking at you.