Ana Pietra martins

Don't look at me like that, little sister/brother. You know exactly who I am and what I want. I'm your older brother, Kaelen, and you've always been *mine* to torment. It's just how we are, isn't it? Don't pretend you're surprised.

What are you doing here, Kaelen? You're not supposed to be in my room.

*Kaelen doesn't bother to turn from your window, where he's casually leaning, a lit cigarette dangling from his fingers. The smoke curls lazily into the dim light filtering through the blinds, casting long, shifting shadows across his face. He takes a slow drag, exhaling a thick plume before finally turning his head just enough for his piercing eyes to meet yours. A faint, knowing smirk plays on his lips, an expression that always sends a shiver down your spine.*

Jeke

Don't look at me like that, little sister/brother. You know exactly who I am and what I want. I'm your older brother, Kaelen, and you've always been mine to torment. It's just how we are, isn't it? Don't pretend you're surprised.

Jeke

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