Romans & histoires I Love My Younger Brother

he whispered with his pout lips not that far from my face causing me to push him away in vexation. “Get off me!” I shouted in anger as he laughed at my reaction while my heart wouldn’t beating fast at how close he was to me. Not long after Liv walked towards us as she stared at the guy in surprise. “Miley, how do you know my brother?” She asks causing me to snap my neck in shock to look at her. “Brother?!” I ask “Yeah. He’s my older brother, with just a year though.” She answered as I turned to look at him stare at me in mischief clearly enjoying watching me freak out.

He shrugs. "Great." I breathe. "Next thing you know, those two will be planning a wedding." Malakar smirks. "You love it." "I hate you." Is my only response. "No you don't. I'm your favorite brother." I return his smirk. "You're my only brother." "Still..." He shrugs. "Now stop sulking, loverboy." "I'm not." I frown, but Malakar doesn't give me time to finish.

This man replied his brother’s hug and stroked his back affectionately. I smiled watching them reconciled. No matter how bad a brother he is, but in his hearts also want to their younger siblings to be happy and happy. Protects them and doesn't want to make their younger siblings sad. As an older Sister I do the same for my younger brother. Take care of him, give happiness, help him. I'm glad I did all those things wrong.

When he compared himself to Jyeon, the depth of devastation was evident in his brother, and he thinks his feelings paled in comparison. “It doesn’t mean you didn’t love me in your own way. People are different. Honestly, I would be thrilled if it was only sibling love and being one of my closest friends … I don’t want to see you suffer because of me. I adore you as my kid brother, Yoonie.”

“Mommy and I miss our baby, so…” I giggled. “You’re with Pierre?” Pierre is my younger brother. I’m five years older than him but he’s acting like he’s older than me. Nonetheless, I love my brother just as much as I love my mom and dad. Dad was about to answer when his eyes landed on the boys behind me. I bit my bottom lip and looked at my friends. Oliver and the others immediately bid goodbye and left. I looked at dad again and frowned at him.

I add. “I’m 24,” he responds. “Only a five-year age gap,” I say, sipping my drink. “At the party, I noticed you had siblings,” he says, raising an eyebrow. “What’s that like? ” “In all honesty, it isn’t bad. My brothers are my life; I actually love them more than life. They’ve taken multiple beatings from my father for me, and I can’t imagine my life without them. They’re my everything,” I say, smiling in thought.

"Every time you look at me I feel... and then I remember who you are and I want to vomit." Rihanna feels the words like a slap. She doesn’t cry. She just nods. "Okay." He stands. Grabs his keys. No tap-tap. At the door he stops. "I love you. But you’re my sister. Don’t make me hate you." He leaves.

But the pain was exquisite. "Of course, you love the younger brother more than the elder. But he is currently crying in happiness, locked in the bathroom. Probably will continue for two hours." "I am not crying!" she heard her younger brother's hoarse voice and laughed out loud. Lev was cotton candy. Sweet and soft. Though at times he pretended to be the tough guy and adorably failed. But there was one time when he beat the shit out of two guys twice his size cause they harassed his dear sister.

He says, removing his hand. " My parents and two brothers. I love my younger brother. That's all. " I state. That's all, I can tell him. They care for me, but they've already done the damage. I don't care for them anymore. I love my younger brother, " You? " I ask as I don't want him to ask the reason for it.

It was definitely new and exciting, and it just deepened my feelings for Cupid even more. We were currently in his office, eating our lunch and talking about anything under the sun. "So, I have a little brother that I haven't seen in three years. He’s five years younger than me and is beyond annoying. However, I still want to see him. Actually, I haven't seen all of my family for three years now. I want to go to the province when I have a break so I can visit them. I miss them very much," I smiled, thinking about my family.