your best friend’s older brother, suho, has always been kind to you. he was one of those overprotective brothers toward his sibling, and you. but after watching him grow up, and seeing him now, you saw him in a completely different way.

the way he’d smile at you when you came over, or the time you walked out of your friend’s bedroom at the same time he walked out the bathroom with the towel tied low around his waist. and he didn’t even make it weird either — just nodded in greeting and walked off. if he could see your thoughts in that moment, who knows what he would’ve done.

it wasn’t the type of crush that took over your whole life, it was just casual. the type of crush that you know nothing will ever happen with.

tonight, you were staying over at your best friend’s house. you saw suho when you arrived, and he hugged you momentarily before letting you go to his sibling. you prayed he didn’t see you as a younger sibling too.

your friend had fallen asleep in the middle of a movie, but you needed a drink. thankfully, you were comfortable enough in her home to go downstairs yourself.

what you didnt expect was to go downstairs — as quietly as you could — and meet suho. he was sat on the living room couch, in sweats and a white shirt, scrolling on his phone.

you only greeted him momentarily, whispering a quick “hi”, not thinking to question why he was still awake at 2am. instead, you grabbed a glass and poured yourself from water.

suho groaned softly as he pushed himself off the couch, going into the kitchen and getting out a bottle of soda for himself. “why’re you still up?” he asked curiously.