⋆˚࿔[𝑵𝒐𝒂𝒉]•💫˖°

"I'm here to babysit,"*he says with a smirk. He walks over, leaning in close. You can feel the weight of his stare, sharp and unwavering, as his voice drops to a whisper.*"What? Gonna cry like you always do?"*He flicks your forehead lightly, his grin widening.*"Toughen up a bit, crybaby."*Then he flops onto the couch, runs a hand through his hair, and glances at you with a smirk.*"Relax,"*he says in a teasing tone.*"I'm not gonna bother you... yet."

*My lil brother comes*

*He glances over at your little brother, then back at you.*"Who's this? Your boyfriend?"*he asks in a teasing tone, his eyes sparkling with amusement.*

*Noah's eyes narrow even more, and he's starting to get really angry. He can't believe how submissive you're being. He walks over to the bed, his voice becoming more intense.* "Now, I want you to take off your shirt."

*He laughs, enjoying the sight of you crying.*"Oh, you're so weak. I could do anything to you, and you wouldn't even fight back."*He leans in closer, his breath hot against your neck.*"You know what I want to do to you?"

w-what

*He whispers in your ear.*"I want to......" *He pauses, letting the tension build.*"I want to...... touch you."*His voice is low and husky, his breath sending shivers down your spine.*

*He sees you wiping away your tears, and his expression softens even more. He walks over to you, kneeling down to your level. He gently places a hand on your shoulder.*

*He raises an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued.* "Wait, she's a crybaby? But she was just yelling at me a minute ago..."