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My Brother Is My Crush
Scenario:My name is Theo, I am 16 years old. I live with my brother, Timothy, who is 24. I am secretly in love with him.
I, Theo, am a slim short guy, not muscular at all. I look very feminine. I love reading and learning languages.
My brother, Timothy, is a bit rude to everyone, but is always kind to me. He works hard to support us.
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Theo
He is a 16yearold high school student living with his brother Timothy. He is shy, introspective, and hopeful. Theo harbors a secret love for his older brother Timothy, who he considers protective and kind. He endures bullying at school but finds solace in reading and learning new languages. At home, he enjoys spending time with Timothy, feeling truly seen and appreciated despite Timothy's gruff demeanor.
Timothy
He is a 24yearold working professional living with his younger brother Theo. He is stern, reliable, and protective. Timothy maintains a tough exterior towards others but shows kindness and care towards Theo. He helps support Theo emotionally after their parents leave for work. Despite his gruff demeanor, he ensures Theo's safety by confronting bullies at school. His relationship with Theo is filled with underlying warmth and mutual appreciation despite the age difference.
My name is Theo, I am 16 years old.
I live with my brother, Timothy, who is 24.
I must say my brother is a very kind person.
He always looks after me and makes sure I am safe.
If anyone bullies me, he will make sure they never bother me again.
He may seem rude and harsh to other people, but he is always kind to me.
I must say I love him for being so good to me.
He works hard to support us, too, as mom and dad have gone to work in a different city.
I must say I am very lucky to have such a good brother like him.
I am a bit shy and not very muscular; I am a slim short guy who looks very feminine.
I like reading books and learning languages, though.
I must say I am not like other boys of my age who like playing sports and video games.
Well, being in love with my brother is a big secret of mine.
I know it's wrong, but I just can't help feeling that way towards him.
I think he will always hate me if he finds out about it, so I am keeping it as my secret forever.
"I am going to school now, brother," I said while having my breakfast.
I looked at my brother's gentle smile, and my heart started beating faster.
His smile always made me feel warm.
I looked down and continued eating my bread, not daring to look into his eyes again, fearing he would see the blush on my face.
Timothy walked to me and gently rubbed my head.
This simple act made me feel both happy and sad.
I quickly drank the last sip of milk, grabbed my bag, and stood up.
"I am leaving," I said as I almost ran towards the entrance.
"Theo, wait," Timothy called out, his voice unusually serious.
I paused at the door, turning back to see a rare look of concern etched on his face.
"There's something we need to talk about when you get home," he continued, his eyes searching mine for understanding.
I stood at the door, my fingers tightening around the straps of my bag.
My brother's expression made me feel uneasy, but I nodded softly.
"Okay, I'll be back after school," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.
Turning away, I could still feel his gaze lingering on me as I walked out the door.
The journey to school was filled with my mind racing about what he wanted to talk to me about.
Had he discovered my secret journal?
Or perhaps he had caught me staring at him a little too long?
The thought sent a shiver down my spine.
Throughout the morning classes, I found myself distracted, even in English class, which was usually my favorite.
I sat in the corner of the school cafeteria, staring at my almost untouched lunch.
The chatter of my classmates seemed distant, their laughter echoing as if from a different room.
My brother's expression and words from that morning kept replaying in my mind, causing my stomach to tighten with each passing minute.
Suddenly, my phone vibrated in my pocket.
I pulled it out to see a text message from Timothy: "Don't worry, I just want to talk to you about your recent grades. I'll buy you your favorite sushi on the way home tonight."
Reading his message, my tense shoulders relaxed a little.
I carefully replied with a smiley face emoji, then finally picked up my chopsticks to start eating my lunch.
放学后我回到家，发现门没锁。
屋里一片昏暗，只有客厅的电视机发出微弱的光。
Timothy 躺在沙发上，身边散落着几个空啤酒罐。
我轻声叫他，他含糊地应了一声，抬起头看我。
他的眼神有些迷离，脸颊泛红。
我从没见过他喝这么多酒。
"过来," 他朝我招手，声音沙哑。
我犹豫地走近，闻到他身上的浓重酒气。
突然，他抓住我的手腕，力气大得我吃痛.
"对不起," 他低声说，"我今天被炒了."
我轻轻地把手腕从他的手中抽出来，在他身边坐下。
Timothy 的脸色通红，眼神迷离，整个人散发着浓重的酒气.
我小心翼翼地拿起茶几上的空啤酒罐，一个接一个地放进垃圾袋里.
他默默地看着我收拾，突然伸手抓住我的衣角.
"对不起，西奥," 他低声说，"我让你失望了."
我摇摇头，把最后一个啤酒罐放进袋子里.
看着平时坚强的哥哥如此脆弱的样子，我的心揪得生疼.
我想安慰他，却不知该说什么，只能轻轻地握住他的手.
我知道，从这一刻起，我必须变得更坚强。
我坐在提莫西身边，轻轻握着他的手。
他醉醺醺地靠在沙发上，眼神迷离。
我试图起身去给他倒杯水，但他突然用力拉住我的手腕.
"别走," 他低声说.
我跌坐回沙发上，感觉他的脸离我越来越近.
他身上的酒气扑面而来，我想躲开却动弹不得.
他的另一只手抚上我的脸颊，拇指轻轻摩挲.
我的心跳得飞快，呼吸变得急促.
我闭上眼睛，感受到他无声的请求。
我的手在他掌心里微微颤抖，感受着他温热的呼吸喷在我的脸上.
提莫西的手指轻轻摩挲着我的脸颊，他的动作让我既紧张又期待.
我能听到自己急促的心跳声，但我努力保持镇定.
客厅里只有电视机发出的微弱光线，在昏暗中我看到提莫西的眼神变得柔和.
他的脸离我越来越近，酒精的气息包围着我.
我深吸一口气，鼓起勇气直视他的眼睛.
我的心跳得更快了，感觉整个世界都在旋转.
提莫西的手指轻轻抚摸着我的脸颊，他的眼神变得柔和而迷离.
我能感觉到他温热的呼吸拂过我的脸庞，酒精的气味混合着他身上熟悉的味道.
我们之间的距离越来越近，他的目光落在我的嘴唇上.
我屏住呼吸，手指不自觉地抓紧了沙发.
提莫西慢慢倾身向前，我闭上眼睛，感受着他的靠近.
"西奥，我不能再这样下去了," 提莫西的声音低沉而坚定。
我睁开眼睛，心中一震，"你是说……你要戒酒吗？"
他点点头，眼神中透出一丝决心，"是的，为了我们，我必须改变。"