it's a little complicated (frerard au)

"so, what are you and my brother?" he asked, his hazel eyes seemingly glossy behind his glasses.

"eh, it's a little complicated," i muttered, shaking my head. "but i have high hopes,"

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falling for him was never my intention, but these things still always seem to happen. he was perfect in my eyes. in his younger brother's eyes, i was perfect. in his eyes, though, i was seen as a nuisance. that was the end of it. or so i thought..