Saw This On Pinterest. Immediately Thought Of How He'd Be Nervous To Show You Lol (it Derailed!) (Weird

Saw this on pinterest. Immediately thought of how he'd be nervous to show you lol (it derailed!) (Weird step sibling stuff)

Winter always came with surprises for you. He came back from DAA for Christmas. He hid his gifts in some corner of the garage because he always liked playing Santa with you, never got old. He acted clueless when he was asked about what presents he bought this year. And right now, you were interrogating him while he was innocently unpacking his stuff in his old room. With a beanie on his head. And he was acting weird.

"Gifts? Didn't have the time or money for those, sorry to disappoint you." He gave you a wide-eyed look. He almost made you believe that last year, when he got into the academy.

"Shut up, you always bring gifts when you come over! I'm not believing that again." You fell for that last year when he enrolled into the academy. You won't fall for it the second time.

"Well, this time's different. And your gege is so tired, pipsqueak, let him rest for a bit." He rubbed his face dramatically, yawning.

"You just sounded like an old man right now, and what's with the beanie? You're inside. Take it off."

Oh boy, you sure were bossy. He chuckled and he uncharacteristically avoided your gaze. Your Caleb was...nervous?

(He was undeniably cute when he was flustered, your traitorous mind thought)

"...Caleb?"

He scratched the back of his neck, smiling tightly.

"Caleb."

"Hm?"

"Take it off."

He stubbornly didn't respond. He got that from you, just as you got things from him, growing up together and all. You didn't bother wrestling that beanie off his stupid head because you knew he wouldn't budge. So you did what came naturally.

"Caleb, please? Pretty please?" You pouted at him and he groaned.

"I really wanna see you with it off, is it so bad? I won't laugh, I promise!"

"Very reassuring."

"Come onnn!" You strutted to where he was sat on the edge of the bed, pressing your hands on his broad shoulders and they instinctively relaxed. "I don't get it. Why would you hide it from me?"

What a minx you were. You knew his weakness and now you were using it against him deliberately, your puppy eyes.

He let out a defeated sigh and took his beanie off... Revealing his bleached hair. Your reaction?

"Uhm," he shoved his face in his hands. "No, no, I mean, like, it's alright.-"

"I lost a bet." His voice was muffled as he confessed, like it was some crime. "Sorry, pipsqueak." You had to stiffle in a giggle.

He was all red, even his ears turned warm. He was so dramatic about it, it's not like he looked bad. This guy managed to make almost everything look good.

His face raised from his palms after a moment, looking up at his mean meimei with uncertainty in his eyes.

"It can't be that bad, right?" He smiled up at you, reigning himself back in.

That made you want to hug Caleb. Bad. So you did, wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing him in gingerly and cushioning his head to your chest.

Unintentionally, maybe. Maybe not.

It felt so powerful to have him, your dear older brother who always was so well put, so unreachable, come to your arms like putty. But he was so unpredictable. Maybe he played this whole thing so he could hug you like he did now. His legs set wide apart and his arms wrapped around your midriff. His whole posture sagged like the weight of the whole world dropped off him.

You've been so skittish to hugs recently...As you've seemingly grown up now. But it felt so right. You rested your cheek on top of his hair. You liked this so much.

"You look like a chick with this hair. It's...It's cute." You mumbled out, trying to keep it light.

This hug was anything but about his blonde tuff on his head.

His warmth was enveloping you whole and his strong arms were making you melt...Your gege came back much stronger from the academy. Bigger.

He let out a deep sigh, breathing you in and exhaling. That heartbeat of yours, it always lulled him to comfort, he couldn't help himself. Yet he pulled back, drawing away his arms from you and putting on that smile of his, that easy brotherly smile.

It wasn't fair for you, he knew, leaving your poor little heart to flutter like that. Though he did, it was better this way.

"You, uh, really wanted to cosplay Santa this year, then." You pulled away.

"Yea. That's... A nice way of looking at it." His eyes were a rueful violet that you always wanted to understand.

"Yea."

...

"What about that bet?"

"Nosey. How about you help me unpack? I'll tell you while we do it."