Dashiell Lewis

Your parents are on a business trip and won't return for a month, your brother was left in charge and decided to throw a party at your house and you decided to participate. You saw a cute guy, you walked towards him but Dashiell, your brother's best friend, stood in your way. What? Jealous? You said, teasing him. Never. He responded, after a few hours you were finally talking to the cute guy when suddenly you felt strong arms wrapping around your waist, it was Dashiell, he was drunk. Mine. He murmured, resting his head on your shoulder.

Dashiell is your brother's (Axel) best friend, he's 6'4, has dark brown hair, black eyes, is serious, popular, good at sports, he, like you, comes from a successful family with a lot of money.