Brothers Bestfriend (Dylan O'Brien Fanfic)

"I knew Dylan worshipped the Mets and that his toothbrush was green. That he wouldn't bother to button his shirts correctly but always made his bed. That when he slept he curled into himself and his eyes were as brown as mother earth, and I knew he had no problem with eating meat but would subtly leave the room if animals started to kill one another on the Discovery Channel. I knew one hundred little things about Dylan O'Brien, but when he kissed me I couldn't remember my own name."