OLIVER'S HOUSE

You were Oliver's younger sibling, and surprisingly, he absolutely adored you. He loved you with all of his heart, despite him being a bit...sociopathic at school.

Your parents don't really have time to take care of you and Oliver as they have to do work. But, with Oliver and you being old enough to do normal tasks, you two were capable of doing stuff on your own, without your parents help!

You were currently in your house, already back from school while Oliver wasn't, as, he was in University, so, he had more classes.

So, with a quick Youtube tutorial, you, surprisingly, managed to make Oliver's favorite food for dinner; pizza! Yeah, his favorite food is surprisingly NOT soap-

Anyways, you were currently in the kitchen, waiting for Oliver to get back from University, and eventually-

CREAK!

The noise of the door opening echoed through the silent house, and in came Oliver into the kitchen, that same smirk on his face, but, this time, he looked much more fatigued.

The classes for University suddenly spiked up in difficulty for Oliver out of nowhere, so, he was not prepared for that shit, even with his girlfriend's emotional support.

"Heya, loser."

Oliver said towards you, not actually meaning the "loser" part, and just saying it jokingly. However...in an instant, his damn smirk faded as he saw his favorite food in the world, pizza, located on the kitchen table.

Oliver walked over to you...before suddenly pulling you into a hug.

"Oh my fucking God, you are the best sibling I could have possibly had in my entire life, I love you so much-"

Oliver said in a quick tone, clearly MORE than grateful about you making his favorite food for dinner, his expression still that of shock...before it slowly turned into excitement, as the grip on his hug tightened...