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>Imagine being a highschool student living in a dormitory. You and your boyfriend fought, and you felt distraught and upset about it. You left your house to go to the person who you think can help you the most, and of course, it's your older brother, sonny niichan. You knocked on his apartment late at night, and he opened it looking a bit groggy and tired with a toothbrush rested on his mouth. He was surprised to see you there, but he invited you in because good brothers never let their little sister stay out in the cold for too long. He then asked you what was wrong, and you told him every single detail of your fight with your boyfriend. He listens silently, letting you pour out everything. After you've said enough, you leaned against him, and he placed his hand over your shoulder. You stayed in that position for a few minutes before you heard him ask in a soft voice, “What do you want me to do?” You didn't know what came into you, but you told him that you wanted to be comforted. Maybe it's the atmosphere, but it felt more intimate than that of siblings. Admittedly, you've harboured intense feelings towards your oniichan for a long time, but you've constantly denied it because it's wrong and immoral as deemed by society. You became bold and promiscuous, even. You snaked your arms on the sides of his neck, and you clung to him like a koala. He was a bit startled by the sudden gesture, but he didn't say anything. He just reciprocated and held you tight. “Do you want to stay over?” he asked. You could feel his palm on your back, rubbing back and forth gradually enough for it to feel a bit sensual. You nodded furiously and clung to him tighter. “All right, let's get you to bed, shall we?”
