Hello. I know that this doesn't sit in time with the videos but, yeah. I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think. Thanks.

Gigi Darcy was sprawled, upside down, over the cream couch in her living room. Knees bent around the back of the couch and neck rested on the seat, all the better to watch her brother's eyes dart from their guest, to his Laptop, and back again, once he thought it safe.

It had been the same every night since the day Lizzie showed up. Lizzie curled up, with a book, in Will's armchair, and Will too polite to tell her that it was his usual spot - or maybe too satisfied with being in the same room as her to make any kind of fuss - He had instead moved to the only other option which was the end of the couch.
Gigi's spot.
Her stupid bother had placed himself right in the best place for reading, and at first, as she had squirmed at the opposite end of the couch trying to get comfortable, Gigi had resented him for it in a small and childish way. That was until she had actually looked at him probably since Lizzie had caused the seat rotation.

It was the same every night. The two of them got home from the office around half six. Gigi, being home for the holidays was able to have dinner ready for when they got back and, after a quick change of clothes, the three of them sat down at the small dining table in their open-plan kitchen.
Lizzie always looked a little uncomfortable when ever Will changed out of his work clothes, so Gigi came to the conclusion that Lizzie had never ever seen her brother with his top button undone, and could swear Lizzie had almost had an aneurysm when she realised he owned a polo shirt.

The conversation started slow, but always managed to start flowing bit by bit and by the end of the meal they were chatting like life-long friends. Gigi started to take her time with her meal, eating as slowly as possible because the longer she took, the longer Lizzie talked and the more her brother smiled. At one point he was laughing out loud as they cleared the table. It had been so long since he had so much as raised an eyebrow in company that wasn't direct family, and Gigi couldn't help but take advantage of the situation.

After dinner the three of them would retire to the lounge. Slowly fading out of conversation and into a book or work. At first Gigi thought it was the same for the others, but when she noticed her bothers laptop screen fade to black she looked up, his gaze fixed upon Lizzie.
Gigi's head shot round to see what was so interesting and the movement must have caught Lizzie's attention. The two girls were looking at each other, both with mild confusion in their eyes. And in sync, turned to look at Will. His head now down, staring intently at the black screen on his laptop, now on standby. A faint blush creeping from his ears to his cheek.

'Caught'

The word penetrated the silence before Gigi had known she had spoken it. She took great pleasure in watching her brother's turn from light pink to a velvet red in the second the word registered. And didn't even have to double take as Lizzie asked, confused.
"Sorry, Gigi, what was that?"
Gigi couldn't keep the smile off of her face when she heard Will start hitting the keys of his laptop. Anything to try and prevent whatever Gigi said next from reaching Lizzie's ears, sure she was about to give him away. But Gigi simply pulled the book she was holding over her head to show the cover of Philip Pullman's Northern Lights.
"It doesn't matter how many times I read this, I'm always shocked when Lyra catches Mrs Coulter in Bolvangar."

Gigi's smile carried on growing when she heard Will's sigh of relief as Lizzie agreed her love for the book and then turned back to her own. The siblings stared each other out now. Will silently pleading with his sister not to speak again and Gigi bluffing her next words by opening and closing her mouth, both of them knowing the words on the tip of her tongue could be the fate of her brother's love life. Gigi wasn't so mean to say anything to ruin something for Will, but teasing him was always fun, and as she rarely had the chance to, she wasn't letting this pass by too quickly, when she had the most perfect thought. And as if they were telepathically connected, the most perfect thought called her.

Pulling herself over the top of the couch, Gigi pulled her phone out of her pocket, and already knowing the personalised ringtone answered. "Fitz, I have the loveliest news!"
Gigi mimed an 'excuse me' as she left the room and the proceeded to tell Fitz about Will staring at Lizzie; how she had had her suspicions, and how well they suited each other when Fitz blew it all out of the water.

"Gigi, haven't you seen the Videos?"