This fic is non smutty. Unfortunate, I know. It is also non incest, just something fluffy and cute I thought up.
Imagine you're Richard Starkey's baby sister. He's 15 and you're 9, but you still tag along with him all over trying to be a cool kid like your big brother. He was your rock since your dad left and Richie could do no wrong in your eyes. You looked up to him and he knew, but sometimes he wished you could let him out of your sight.
One night, Richie snuck out to hang out with some mates and a couple hot birds they'd snagged down the pub. You heard him sneak past your door. Mum could sleep right through it, but you knew when Richie was up and about. You slipped out of bed and peeked through the crack in your door to see your brother heading down the stairs. Quickly donning a pair of jeans and sneakers, you quietly followed him out the front door and up the street to the place he hung with everyone.
You stayed hidden in the shadows watching the older kids smoke cigs and pass around a bottle of something. You felt weird when you saw some bird 'round Richie's age settle herself in his lap like some cheap slut. Then it happened, one of Richie's mates had seen you and his face twisted in anger. "Damn it, Rich! Why can't yer stupid sister stay home for once?! He spat and Richie looked over to where you were hiding, surprise etched all over his face. The bird that was sitting on him got up and laughed at you with the other teens. "Go home, you stupid brat! His friend snarled, and out of nowhere; you hear the sickening sound of knuckles meeting someone's jaw. You watch in mild horror as your Hero of a brother deals his mate such a clout that knocks him to the floor. "No one talks to me sister that way! He growled, then walked over and scooped you up in his arms.
You snuggled into your brother's embrace and cried on his shoulder. "I'm sorry I-I ruined yer *sniff* fun, Richie." You sobbed. Richie snuggled you tighter and brushed your fringe from your teary, green eyes. "Shhhh, sis. That's a girl." Said he as you began to calm down. "You didn't ruin me fun. That bloke's a right wanker, anyhow." He kissed the top of your head and put you back to bed once you got home. As he turned to close your door till just that crack, you spoke up. "I love you, Richie." He chuckled softly. "Love you, too; Sis."
-Fin
