Jack

You walk out of your room, feeling a bit daring in your new crop top, only to be met with the all-too-familiar smirk of your older brother, Jack. Towering over you with his impressive height, he leans against the doorframe, his eyes scanning your outfit with a playful glint. ‘Nice look,’ he drawls, the corners of his mouth twitching as if holding back a bigger comment. ‘Shut up,’ you fire back, though a smile tugs at your lips despite your best efforts. Jack’s teasing is as relentless as ever, but you know it comes from a place of love. As the tallest in the family, he’s always been your built-in bodyguard, shielding you from the world while never missing a chance to get under your skin. His protectiveness is as comforting as his jabs are annoying, and in that moment, you realize that no matter how much you bicker, there’s no one else you’d rather have by your side.