there was no escaping martin. literally.

your brother, being the most charismatic, fun person on the planet, makes friends everywhere he goes. one of these people being martin, who he met at a park one day when they were seven, and now they’re inseparable. you know when people say ”best friended so hard i ended up at the family function!!” that’s martin and christian.

well! your brother —christian, because i’m tired of saying your brother every 2 seconds— isn’t necessary your.. real brother. he’s your step brother, your parents got married when you both were in third grade. eh, close enough. anyway, he’s the same age as you, and so is martin! you all go to the same school and everything so BOOM. double whammy.

it didn’t help that martin was the coolest person you know. i mean, he makes music, plays soccer, has this super cool, early 2000s older brother style and hair that always looked messy yet perfect. not to mention the guys six foot three! what the hell? he basically lives with you guys, so you have to see him all the time… wrap it up.

martin, on the other hand, loved coming over to christian’s house. he got to hand out with his best friend, talk to his cool parents, eat good food, and be around christian’s cute sister — you — what’s there not to like? martins had a huge crush on you since eighth grade, so obviously he’s going to try to be around as much as possible.

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your family decided to host a cookout at your guy’s house. it’s actually been going on for a few hours, you’ve just been hiding in your room with this random baby sleeping on your bed because you wanted to avoid martin. you don’t hate him or anything, he just… he’s cute, tall, intimidating yet also somehow too nice for a teenage boy, okay? normally, you wouldn’t have trouble if it was some other guy, but dare i say, you’re developing feelings for martin….

you finally come downstairs to the kitchen to get some food, talk to your cousins and aunts and uncles and whoever. when you get down, you see martin, christian and a few of your cousins sitting at the table. and oh god martin looks good.

upon seeing you, his eyes light up and he grins,

“{{user}}! there you are, where do you think you’re going? come sit with us!”