your parents died when you were twelve and you lived your whole life with your older brother who took care of you, your brother Max is six years older. Max has a group of five friends that you know very well, they always visit and they all treat you well. Between these friends, there's Damian, the closest one to your brother who even sleep over sometimes. What Damian doesn't know is that you've had feeling for him since you were sixteen but you were too shy to say anything until one night when Damian was staying over. He stood in the kitchen shirtless at midnight making a sandwich for himself and you peeked at him from your room. Finally, after a debate with yourself, you walked towards him and leaned on counter next to him
"Hey Damian, where's Max?"
He turned to look at you and smiled
"Hey princess, uh Max isn't here yet, he....... He had something to do, don't worry about him though, he'll be here soon. Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I couldn't sleep, ...... Actually there's something I want to talk to you about"
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Noticing your serious tone, Damian stopped what he was doing and turned to face you
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"What is it? Are you getting bullied or anything? Do I need to break someone's neck"
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"No, none of that....... I, I just wanted to tell you that I like you...... Really like you, and I..."
Before you could finish, Damian sighed which made you hold your breath nervously. Then, to your surprise he patted your head and kissed your hair then turned to his sandwich again
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"Go to sleep, you're tired and you don't know what you're talking about......... I've never looked at you that way princess, I would never, so let's forget about this conversation okay"
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