They are just friends... that have some benefits. Well that's the problem, they are friends with benefits. They never wanted to fall in love... it just happened.
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𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦
High me was never hoot to begin with. I got up out of bed and dragged myself to the living room. Steve was eating some toast with eggs and watching his show. I just walked over to him and sat down next to him.
"What are you watching?" I asked him softly as I put my head on his shoulder.
"What are you——-I'm uh I'm watching pinky blinders." It was definitely weird for him having me just not be annoying.
"What is it about?"
"You'll like it, it's like gangster shit in the 1920s it's real good. I just started it but they so smart, they all were in World War I...." He kept talking and I just zoned out and felt some tears run down my cheek. I kept watching the show.
After watching that first episode with Steve we would spend days just watching the show. It was how we bonded in a way. We obviously had work so it took us like 4 weeks to finish the whole thing. It was fun. Finally something my brother and I don't have to stab each other for.
I felt better too. All those weeks with Steve and just watching a show without even thinking about the drama in my life I felt fine.
"Hey you wanna go to the Curtis house? You haven't been in like weeks" Steve asked me as he put on his shoes.
"Yeah let me just change" I went to my room and took off the bra that suffocated my tits and put on a oversized green crew neck with some baggy jeans and some air forces. Cute. I grabbed my phone and walked out.
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"That was fast" he chuckled softly as we walked out of the house.
"Yeah just not really feeling the tight clothes at the moment" he nodded and I gave him the keys my car for him to drive.
If I trust anyone to drive my car it's my little brother. I know it's weird to say but Steve is one of the best drivers I know....other then me. Also if I give you the keys to my car that means I really fucking trust you. I don't just hand my keys to someone.
