Hello, everyone. This is a prequel of sorts to one of my other stories, Fear (And Love) Never Knocks, but it can stand alone.

EPISODE: FEAR NEVER KNOCKS

This prompt was given by Godzilla183

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

WARNINGS: INCEST, SEXUAL REFERENCES

Their love began rather suddenly, actually.

Jenny placed two paper plates on the table, each possessing a ham and cheese sandwich, before sitting beside her brother and setting the ketchup on the table.

"Thanks, Jen," Jack grinned as he squirted crimson ketchup onto his food.

"Why do you eat ketchup on everything?" Jenny asked as she took a bite of her sandwich.

Jack raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you eat ketchup on everything?"

Jenny shrugged. "Touché."

The siblings sat in silence for several moments.

Jenny couldn't stop darting glances towards Jack at every opportunity. The way his lips smacked together as he chewed his food; the way his eyebrows naturally raised when he took a bite; the way his eyes glittered in the early afternoon sun as it glared through the glass windows.

Jenny had had a crush on her brother for... she didn't even know how long. One day, she woke up, and suddenly, she was attracted to her younger brother. It just happened out of the blue months or maybe even years ago. Jenny didn't even know. It was like the crush had always been a part of her, and one day, it just decided to make itself known. That's why she couldn't describe any specifics, like when or how it started. It just... was.

Jenny couldn't even understand her feelings, much less describe them.

She couldn't describe the urge to kiss her brother until neither of them could breath. She couldn't describe the urge to slip her hand beneath Jack's shirt and feel his smooth chest. She couldn't describe the urge to touch Jack and for him to touch her in return.

A part of her was ashamed. After all, who thinks these things about their brother? Who gets the urges to kiss, touch, and love your brother? She seemed to be the only person she knew that had these thoughts and urges. She seemed to be the only one who felt her heart skip a beat when her eyes met her brother's.

The other part of her knew the truth: you can't choose who you fall in love with.

She loved her brother. She had no choice in the matter.

Jenny felt heat flood her insides, and the urges grew stronger. Her fingers tapped against the table, her nails click-clacking on the surface.

Jenny shoved a piece of sandwich into her mouth, trying to distract herself with the taste, but the food didn't divert her attention from the powerful urge to smash her lips against her brother's.

You all know the feeling. When you see your crush, you want to kiss them, hug them, run your hands through their hair. When you see that boy/girl, you feel an urge that hooks you and doesn't let you go, and most of the time, you act like a klutz or an idiot as you try to fight the urge.

Just because Jenny and Jack were siblings didn't mean that she didn't get the same inescapable need to kiss him.

She so desperately wanted to say I love you to her brother, but what if he didn't love her back? Their relationship would be so awkward from there on out.

Her mind was jumbled. Her body felt tight and tense, like a cat about the pounce. She didn't know what she was feeling, and she certainly didn't know how to deal with it.

Jenny sighed and tried to look anywhere but at Jack, but her attention kept returning to him.

His plump lips, his blue eyes, his pale skin, his handsome face...

Jenny didn't just love Jack. She worshiped him.

And she wasn't sure whether or not she should hate herself for that.

"Why are you staring at me?" Jack asked, swallowing a bite.

Jenny didn't know what came over her. Her body was wound tight like a spring, and the winding got so tight, it snapped.

She leapt forward and touched her lips to her brother's.

When she realized what she was doing, she prepared herself to pull away and apologize.

You can imagine Jenny's shock when Jack kissed her back.

The two parted, breathless, after several moments of intense kissing.

Jack smiled. "I love you, Jen."

Jenny grinned and said the words she'd been dying to say for as long as she could remember.

"I love you, too, Jack."

I thought it was kind of jumbled, but that's what love is sometimes.

I tried to make it realistic by portraying Jenny's feelings. Her love, her shame, her logic that she can't choose who she falls in love with. A lot of people who are attracted to siblings and people in their family feel a sense of shame because society doesn't see incest as 'right.' Love is not right or wrong, but society tries to teach us that there is a fine line when there isn't. That's why Jenny felt so ashamed of herself. Society was basically telling her she had to feel that way.

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