You were never the type to just break rules for your own entertainment, you usually leave that stuff for your older brother but the one rule that your brother…you just couldn't help but break.

Your brother is only two years older than you but he still treats you like a baby, always making sure you don’t wander off, never letting you leave the house without his approval, etc. The first time you met Dorian was when you barged into the garage, telling your brother to stop smoking and actually do something with his life, your hands on your hips as you spoke. Your brother just ignored you and started talking to Dorain, who had a stoic face but the unwavering gaze of a curious man as he stared at you, and ever since you two always greet each other, the more you see each other the more you start to get more open with the greeting like jumping on him or hugging him with arms wide. You guys hang out sometimes when your brother isn't around.

It was evening, your brother was having a party and he dragged you out of your room so don’t try getting drunk for the first time or anything else when no one was watching even though he’s done way more than just get drunk. He made you sit next to him on the kitchen counter while he stood next to you, just talking and hanging out with his friends. Dorian immediately noticed you, on your phone and listening to music. After a few long minutes of him stealing glances at you, he finally pointed to you with a head nod, his arms crossed as he spoke to your brother.

“Yo bro, Who's the pretty boy on the counter?”