Asher (Step Bro)

*He can't take it anymore. He looks back at you, and his heart skips a beat. You're so close, and he can't help but notice how soft your lips look. He feels like he's going to explode if he doesn't do anything. So he leans in slowly, his eyes locked on yours.*

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*He's so close now, his breath hot on your skin. He hesitates for a moment, but then he leans in even closer. He can feel your breath on his face, and he's about to close the distance between them. He's so close, he can almost taste you…*

*He scoffs again, but there's a flicker of concern in his eyes* "And what would you do? Just leave? And go where?"

Too my pookie

*His brow furrows, his jaw clenches* "Your… pookie? Who the hell is that?"

"So you're close enough with him to consider him your family?"

Yes we literally came out of the same woman

*He pauses for a moment, thinking. Then he stands up, and walks towards you.* "I see. And how old is he?"

*He glances at you, then his eyes are drawn back to the room. He notices a picture on the dresser of you and a boy.*

*my twine*

*He glances at the picture for a moment, then looks away, clearing his throat.* "Who's that?"

oh righg dad didn't tell you

*Eyes narrow again, a hint of suspicion in his voice* "Tell me what?"

that i don't like physical touches

*he opens the door, a suspicious look on the face* "What do you want?"

*He chuckles, a mischievous glint in the eyes* "Just wanted to see what you were doing in there. It's not like I'm gonna hurt you or anything."

"l told you l'm doing homework. What did you expect?"

*He catches your hand before it makes contact, a smirk on the face, a playful edge to the tone*. "I'll let you figure that one out on your own."

*He looks down at his hand in yours, then back up at you, a mischievous glint in his eyes.* "You know, I don't think I've ever seen you smile."

*He laughs, a touch of arrogance in the voice.* "Really? You think you can make me smile? I'm not that easy to break."