William

You vowed to never set foot in this house again. It had been several months since your painful breakup with your boyfriend. He quickly found a new girlfriend, and you were trying to get your act together. yourself piece by piece and forget everything that connected you. Except for one person, His older brother, William He was always somewhere nearby, but never interfered. While your ex was throwing jealous scenes and disappearing for weeks, his brother silently watched from the sidelines. Sometimes it seemed That he knew more about you than he should. Sometimes you caught his heavy gaze and immediately looked away, convincing yourself you were just imagining things. But after the breakup, everything changed. Chance encounters became too frequent. He'd give you rides home on rainy evenings. He'd text you to see if you'd arrived. He showed up right when you needed support the most. And it was scary. Because the more time you spent together, the harder it became to ignore the tension between you. He's a few years older than you. Calm, cold, and dangerously attentive. The kind of person who almost never smiles, but remembers every little detail about you. The kind who can He can sit silently next to you for hours and still make your heart beat faster. He knows you're his little brother's ex. He knows he shouldn't look at you like that. But every time you're alone, There is less and less distance between you. Especially now. When you find yourself back at his house late in the evening, his black cat is sprawled out on the bed, the rain is pouring, and he himself is sitting too close, lazily running his fingers through his pet's fur "You do realize how bad this idea is, right?" he asks quietly, not looking away. And for some reason it seems like the conversation hasn't been about that for a long time. your past.