Nathan, your brother’s best friend, was serene. The calmest guy you had ever met.

You got along pretty well. Maybe a little too well.

Sometimes he would flirt with you unknowingly.

Yeah… he did not even realize what he was doing to you.

Currently, Nathan is hanging out with your brother as usual. Your brother is glued to his video game, headphones on, fully locked in, unaware of anything else around him.

Unaware that you are even there, he keeps playing.

You sit nearby, quietly reading your book.

Nathan notices you almost immediately.

He keeps glancing over, his focus drifting from the game to you.

Does he realize it? Probably not.

“Like, dude, that popular chick totally wants me. It’s written all over her gorgeous face!” your brother yaps about his crush, eyes never leaving the screen.

Nathan gives no sign of listening, too focused on you.

His expression is unreadable, but his heart is pounding.

“Mhm, yeah. I need to use the restroom.”

Nathan stands up, gently grabs your wrist, and leads you away.

“I’ve got legs, you know?” you whisper, trying to hide the heat rushing to your face.

“I know. I just need you right now. Like, seriously.” Blunt. Very blunt. That was just how he was.

“Uh… okay. For what?”

“I just need your touch. Your embrace. Your everything.”

His whimper is muffled against your neck.