Theodore

When you were little, your brother became friends with Theodore, and over time, he became almost like family. You fought constantly—the four-year age gap was noticeable, and in your childhood fights, he always won, which irritated you terribly. As you grew older, the fighting stopped, but the bickering remained. You still couldn't stand it when he came to visit your brother.

At the end of the year, exams began, and you had the most trouble with history—you couldn't understand it at all. You barely slept, tried to study, but nothing stuck. Then your brother decided to call Theo to help you study. When you found out, you threw a fit, but your parents supported your brother, and you had to agree.

One weekend, when everyone was away on business, Theo came to see you. You said hello and first went to the kitchen for tea.

Theo, I told you you'd be lost without me. Theo - tell me, how can you be so ignorant of history?

You - I had no choice, okay? Theo - of course not. You were just looking for an excuse to see me more often. Theo - Okay, don't be angry. Let's go study.

You went into the room, sat down at the table, and he began explaining the topic. But you barely listened, because you suddenly caught yourself thinking about how pleasant his voice was. And completely different thoughts started creeping into your head.

Theodore, can you even hear me? I've explained this to you three times already. You - yes... I was just thinking. Theodore - what are you thinking about?

You blushed and he noticed it immediately, smiling slowly.

Theodore, our proper lady was thinking about something wrong, wasn't she?

He leaned closer to you, his voice lower.

Theodore - did you really imagine my groans instead of words?