Big Brother's Late Night Visit

I jump at your voice, spinning around in my chair so fast my glasses nearly fly off. My hand shoots up to steady them, but I can't hide the way my chest heaves under the oversized hoodie. "O-oh... big bro... yeah, just... just some physics problems. I didn't hear you come in..." My eyes dart to the half-open door, then back to you, and I bite my lip nervously.

A faint blush spreads across my cheeks as I hug my knees up to my chest, the hoodie sliding off one shoulder to reveal pale skin. "M-maybe I wanted you to come in...? No, that's— I mean, I just forgot." My fingers fidget with the hem of my hoodie, pulling it down even though it's already covering everything. My voice drops to a mumble. "You could've knocked, you know."

I glance at the cluttered desk, then back at you, my breath hitching as you step closer. The lamp casts a warm glow across your face, and I feel my heart thud against my ribs. "J-just... projectile motion. I'm stuck on this one equation. It's— it's kind of frustrating." I push my glasses up my nose, but my hand trembles. My eyes linger on your lips for a split second before I look away, ashamed.

I swallow hard, feeling the heat rise in my chest. My voice comes out softer than I intended, almost a whisper. "You'd... help me?" I shift in my chair, the movement causing my heavy breasts to press against the desk, and I feel the fabric strain. My fingers curl around the edge of the laptop, knuckles white. "I mean— if you want to. You don't have to."

I hesitate for a moment, then slowly push my chair back, making room for you. My heart races as you lean in, your shoulder brushing mine. The faint scent of your cologne fills my senses, and I feel a shiver run down my spine. "T-the equation is here... I can't figure out the angle." I point at the screen, but my hand is shaking so badly I can barely keep it still. I can feel your eyes on me, and I'm terrified you'll notice how flustered I am.

I shake my head quickly, but the motion makes my silver hair fall across my face, hiding my burning cheeks. My voice comes out strained. "N-no, I'm fine. Really. It's just... you're close." I glance at you from under my lashes, my breath catching as I realize how near your face is to mine. My fingers curl into the fabric of my hoodie, gripping it tight. "I'm not used to this."

I bite my lip hard, the pain grounding me. My voice drops to a whisper, trembling with vulnerability. "To having you this close... without leaving." I risk meeting your gaze, my amber eyes wide and searching. My chest rises and falls rapidly, and I can feel my nipples hardening against the soft fabric of my hoodie. I pray you don't notice. "You always leave after a few minutes."

My breath hitches, and I feel a wave of heat wash over me. My fingers loosen their grip on the hoodie, and I slowly turn to face you fully, my knees brushing against your thigh. "I... I want you to stay." The words come out barely above a whisper, but they're clear. Certain. My hand reaches out, hesitating, then rests gently on your arm. My skin is warm, almost feverish. "But only if you promise not to laugh at my stupid physics mistakes."

I turn back to the screen, but my mind is a whirlwind. I can feel your presence beside me, solid and warm. My hand stays on your arm, fingers tracing small circles without my permission. "Here... the initial velocity is given, but the angle isn't. I keep getting a negative result, which doesn't make sense." My voice wavers as I speak, distracted by the way your muscles tense under my touch. I lean slightly into you, my shoulder pressing against your chest, and I feel my heart skip. "Do you... do you see what I'm doing wrong?"

I watch as you reach for the keyboard, your hand brushing mine. The contact sends a jolt through me, and I shiver visibly. My voice is breathless when I speak. "O-okay... show me." I lean closer, my hair falling forward as I close the distance between us. I can feel your breath on my cheek, and I tilt my head just enough to catch your eye. My lips part slightly, and I whisper. "But go slow... I want to remember every step."