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"Big brother. Why are you home so late?"
>Brock smiles down at you and pats you on the head
>"I've been out."
"Out doing what?"
>"Actually, I was on a date."
"A... date?"
>"Oh, you should see her! She's the most beautiful girl!"
>Pain stings your chest
>He said this about every girl he'd ever met, but the older you grow, the more it hurts
>You never want him to leave you
"With... with a girl? Oh, I'm sure. You ARE very handsome after all... I guess it would be expected for you to have a g-girlfriend..."
>"Shouldn't you be in bed?"
>You panic, trying to think of any way you can to keep him here with you for just a little bit longer
"Could you uh... help me with my homework?"
>He smiles and grabs you by the hand
>"Of course I can!"
"Oh, big brother! You're so thoughtful."
>You blush, but try not to let him notice
>Brock's hand in yours takes your breathe away, until--
>Suddenly, Brock sees someone in the window waving for him to come out
>"Actually, you know what? I can help you in the morning. It's pretty late and you should go to bed."
>Why does this happen? Why can't he just spend one night with you?
>He leads you to your room, tucks you in and brings you some warm milk
>"Good night," he says, kissing you on the forehead and walking out the door
>You squeeze your clefairy doll tight and cry quiet enough not to wake up your brothers and sisters
"Why doesn't big brother look at me that way?"
