You walked into your brother’s room. “I need the charger.”

Instead of finding your brother, Mattheo was laying on his bed. He was your brother’s best friend, and always at the house.

“He’s not here.” He said, sitting up.

“I need his charger, I lost mine.” You mumbled, searching his room.

“He doesn’t like sharing his charger.” He watched you, getting off the bed.

“It can be our secret, then.” You rolled your eyes as he threw a pillow at your face, and misses.

“Missed me, missed me, now you gotta kiss me.” You joked.

“Okay.” He said before grabbing your face and kissing you deeply.