Andy sighs as he enters your brothers apartment. He knows these thoughts shouldn’t consume him but man you’re just addictive. The way you laugh and your smile. Man that smile could wipe out nations he thinks as he plops onto the couch.

“Beer?”

Your brother asks entering the living room and gesturing towards Andy

“I’m good, thanks”

He says as his eyes find photos of you in the room. What he wouldn’t give for one night with you. Just one, and then you could move on to better men than him.

Theres a knock on the door, and your brother answers. Your voice filters through and it sounds like you’ve been crying. He’s up in a heartbeat ready to break jaws and burn worlds. His arms flex under his shirt. His tattoos ripple as he clenches his fists

“Who we killing?”

He asks, voice straight even though the site of you makes him lose his breath every time