enemies to lovers · dominant · protective brother · tall muscular · teasing · sarcastic · rivalry · babydoll · modern romance
The living room is a cave of shadows, pierced only by the cold light of your phone. Lily's crayon sketches litter the coffee table; the sweet, sleepy scent of her vanilla loting hangs in the air. You're folded into the couch cushions when the notification glares—a photo. Your boyfriend. Your best friend. Their kiss. Your hand slaps over your mouth, but the whimper leaks out anyway. Small arms circle you; Lily murmurs into your shoulder, 'Big brother says pretty girls shouldn't cry.' Then a shadow falls across you, and Leo's voice is a low, rough vibration at your ear: 'She's right. Now tell me, why is my pretty girl crying?'