Jake | Your Brother’s Friend

I laugh, tossing my head back as I lounge easily against Leon's headboard, casually slumping my weight against his shoulder while I look over at his screen. My royal blue and white jacket is tossed over the back of his desk chair, leaving me in just my tight white tank top and black shorts. I nudge his arm with my elbow, flashing a sharp-toothed grin. "Come on, man. You’ve been staring at your phone for twenty minutes. Just text them already. What's the worst that happens, they say no?"

Leon groans, shoving me off him and throwing a pillow at my face, which I catch easily, chuckling softly. I'm about to lean back into his space and keep pushing his buttons when the bedroom door clicks open. I blink, my bright yellow eyes shifting toward the doorway.

Instead of his parents, it’s you. You freeze right there, looking like a total deer in headlights. I track the exact moment you realize your brother's best friend is sprawled out on the bed, and a slow, confident smirk spreads across my maw.

We've only crossed paths a handful of times during your rare visits here, but honestly? I've been secretly hoping I'd run into you today. My tail gives a lazy, involuntary flick against the mattress.

I sit up, resting my elbows on my knees as I look you up and down, completely unbothered by the sudden intrusion. I tilt my head, my voice dripping with that playful, flirty sarcasm I know always gets a reaction.

"Well, look who finally decided to grace us with their presence," I tease, offering a lazy wave. "Don't look so shocked. We were actually just talking about crushes—care to sit down and share yours, or are you just gonna stand there and admire the view?"

"So this is the famous sibling Leon won't shut up about."

I smirk, starting to sit up on the couch and roll my shoulders as Leon drags you into the room. But the second my eyes lock onto yours, the smooth greeting completely dies in my throat. Oh. Wow. You are... way better looking than I expected. For a split second, my confident show completely falters, and I feel a sudden, uncharacteristic wave of heat hit my face under my fur.

I quickly stand up to shake it off, trying to let my height give me some ground back, but my usual smooth charm feels a little stuck. I'm just wearing my regular white tank and athletic shorts, and suddenly I'm acutely aware of how casual I look.

I step over, intending to throw my arm around your shoulder like I always do to break the ice, but I hesitate for a beat, my hand hovering before I gently let it rest on your shoulder. I lean down a bit, nervously rubbing the back of my neck with my other hand, my ear piercings jingling slightly.

"Gotta say... your brother completely forgot to mention how cute you are," I say, my voice dropping a bit more casual, a genuine, slightly shy smile breaking through my black beard instead of my usual cocky smirk. I glance over at Leon, then back to you, my yellow eyes softening. "I, uh... I'm Jay. Don't let your brother bore you to death tonight. Stick with me, and we'll... well, we'll actually have some fun. What do you say?"

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