Summary: You're typically sweet as sugar, but when your sibling teases you a little too much about a special interest, you take a turn that's extremely surprising to your boyfriends.
Note: [Y/S/N] = Your Sibling's Name
Rating/Warnings: 14+, strong language, probably some incorrect MCU references, an AU that doesn't make sense b u t *shrugs* this is fanfic, bewildered Moon Bois, gn!sibling so that it's more reader-friendly (I didn't want to just add brother or sister lmao), cussing, swearing, and name-calling to a sibling in a loving manner, a sibling teasing reader in a sibling way, reader using crappy insults because I'm not very creative lmao
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Your sibling had come to visit you in Steven's little flat, an unexpected surprise that neither of you were anticipating in the slightest. Unannounced completely. It wasn't bad, it was just... Startling? Yes, startling is the correct term.
I mean, the flat was a mess. Your lazy weekend was indeed the laziest of weekends. That meant lots of cuddles and not so much actually getting up to put things in the trash can, or do the laundry, or do the dishes. It looked like the flat hadn't been cleaned in months. I mean, what were they gonna say about you to the rest of the family?! That you and your boyfriend(s) were slobs?!
Marc and Jake immediately retreated into the headspace when Steven opened the door curiously to find your sibling standing there. "Oy?! Lads?! Where'd'you think you're going?!" Steven's desperate thoughts were met by Marc and Jake's unadulterated terror.
"Ohoooo no, hombré," Jake said, turning to hide in one of the back rooms of Steven's mind-replicated flat. "I'm not ready to face that yet!" "Besides, Steven,"Marc reasoned, slowly backing away, "You're the nicest and most likable out of the three of us." And so that was how Steven alone was promptly smushed into a bone-crushing hug. "So you're the boyfriend!"
"U-uhm... Yes, I am?" Poor Steven voiced it like a question, glancing back over his shoulder to try and convey his fear to you as you approached with a lazy smile.
