You and Sam (your brother) are hanging out in his room watching The Flash. Marko's in the corner keeping an eye on you, although Sammy Boy needed supervision half the time.
Marko's eyes glaze over and he's zonked out by the end of the episode. Sam puts his arm around your waist and presses a brotherly kiss to your forehead.
"Don't you touch her!" Sam hits the back wall with a bang as Marko's stone-cold chest meets your body. "She's mine."
"Woah, Marko. What the hell, dude?! He's my brother."
"He kissed you."
"Marko, you clearly don't understand brotherly love."
"No ones allowed to touch you like that."
"Jeez, vampires and their hostility."
"Don't you sass me." Marko snaps.
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The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Requests open)
Fanfiction"They're only noodles Michael. Tell me, how could a million Chinese people be wrong." Just a typical Imagines book. Requests are open, just pm me or comment. Can write smut.
