My Brother - Wilbur and Tommy

Wilbur sighed tiredly as he realized he could barely hear the footsteps behind him, as they were far away once more. Resisting the urge to tangle his fingers in his hair and tug at it, Wilbur ran a hand over his face and turned around to look at his brother, noticing that he had delayed his gait long enough to put some meters between them.

"Tommy, walk." Wilbur ordered, stopping so the boy could catch up with him. Tommy looked at him, also stopping. The older one sighed again, closing his eyes and he passed a hand over his face. He was angry, and that would be saying little, after his baby brother decided that his words, "Tommy, don't go to that party" were easy to ignore and it would be more interesting to sneak out to do just that. "I swear if you disobey again..."