Disclaimer: I'm not SJM (I wish I was though lmao) I don't own the characters
Characters
Aelin, as the main character (17)
Aedion, as her older brother (19)
Rowan, as Aedion's best friend, Aelin's crush (19)
Evalin, as Aelin and Aedion's mother
Rhoe, as Aelin and Aedion's father
Note: Aelin, Rhoe, Aedion and Evalin are all Galathynius, Rowan is Whitethorn.
Another note: There may be some mild cursing. I say may because it may or may not be mild lol.
CHAPTER 01
"AEDION!" I screamed. "WHERE THE HELL IS MY SWEATER?!"
"I don't know Aelin, where the hell is your sweater?" Aedion answered calmly. How he could be calm at a time like this, I have no idea. "Well you had it last! So, therefore, you should know where it is!" I shriek. Aedion must realise that I'm actually annoyed, because he sticks his hands up in surrender. "Fine. Look in my room."
"Thank you!" I charge into his room and start flinging stuff over my shoulders, trying to find my sweater, which, I should mention, is my favourite. I'm rooting around his closet when I hear a quiet cough. I look up from the pile of sweaty sports uniforms and over to where the cough came from. Crap. It's Rowan. Aedion's infuriating-but-hot best friend of 16 years. They met in kindergarten (as 3-year-olds) (a/n: omg imagine Rowan as a 3 year old lmao), and they've been inseparable since. Aedion's grown up with Rowan, which means I've grown up with Rowan by default. Which was okay up until around 9 months ago, when they decided to work out at the gym. And go to the beach instead of playing video games all summer.
Rowan coughs again. "What are you looking for?" He asks, clearly oblivious to the screaming match that just went down.
"My favourite sweater," I toss a football over my shoulder. "Aedion said I could go through his room to find it."
"Your brother is very nice to you, if I tried to do that with my cousins they would beat me to a pulp for thinking that I could go into their room." I look at his corded muscles, then up to his face, and smirk. "Oh really? I bet anyone could beat you in a fight." He glares at me.
"Are you challenging me, Aelin?"
"Why yes, I am, Rowan." I say, fighting my grin.
"When? Where?" He says.
"Here, now, if you're not.. Chicken." I smirk again. He glares at me again, eyes blazing.
"Okay then. Weapons?"
"Just fists. We don't want Aedion getting pissy because we got blood on the carpet, do we?" He grins at that. Aha. "Well?" I motion for him to stand up. He does, and I mentally curse. I forgot how tall he was (6'4"). Especially compared to me (5'7"). This is going to be harder than I thought. Oh well. I like challenges. He smirks as he realises why I cursed.
"Want to back out, Galathynius?" He says innocently. Instead, I launch myself at him, latching onto his neck from behind. His eyes widen and he tilts backwards, unaccustomed to the extra weight. I frantically press myself forward, not wanting to be crushed underneath him.
"Lean forwards!" I hiss into his ear, and, surprisingly, he does. Except this causes him to tip onto the bed, taking me with him. Fuck. I'm trapped between Rowan and the bed, which, normally, would be a good thing, except of course Aedion walks in now, and what a sight we are. Sweaty and breathing heavily, him on top of me on the bed.
"What. The. FUCK?!" Aedion yells.
I push Rowan off me (oh how I wish I didn't have to) and clap my hand over his mouth.
"Shut up!" I hiss.
"What was that?!" He whisper-yells.
"Heh, um, well y' see" I begin.
"What I would like to know is, why did I walk into my room to see my best friend and my SISTER looking like they'd just finished making out on my bed?!" He screeches.
"Aedion, calm the fuck down (a/n: can anyone else imagine Rowan saying that?)" Rowan says smoothly. "Aelin challenged me to a fight, I accepted, she jumped on my back and I overbalanced. It was nothing." I wince on the inside at this. Ouch.
"That still doesn't explain why you were facing her." Aedion glares.
"I turned. Duh." Rowan realises that his tactic isn't helping, so I take over.
"I don't know why he turned, but let me tell you, if we were gonna make out, it'd be in my room. My bed's comfier." I smirk, pleased with my wit. Aedion and Rowan both stare at me. Aedion glares at me again, before switching to Rowan. He holds his hands up in surrender. Wise move. My brother in a bad mood is not fun. "Rowan, if you want to fuck with a girl's feelings, sure, go ahead, I don't care. But don't. Fuck with my sister's feelings, or I will kill you."
"AEDION! I am more than capable of doing my own killing!" I glare. "And besides, what do you know about feelings?"
He flinches and I know I've gone too far.
"Fuck off. Get out. Both of you. Now. Aelin, did you find your sweater?" I shake my head.
"If I find it in my room I'll give it to you." He then motions for us to go. Rowan and I file out awkwardly, and I go to my room. Rowan kind of hangs in the doorway, unsure whether to leave or come into my room. I dutifully ignore him, so he walks down the stairs and I hear him open the door to leave. I peek out of my window and see him go into his car, hesitating, almost as if he's waiting for someone to step out and invite him back in. It doesn't happen. He looks dejected, but drives away nonetheless. I turn away from my window and grab my homework, but I can't focus. My thoughts keep going back to Rowan, and how natural it felt to be with him. No Aelin! Don't think that! He's your brother's best friend, he's off limits! I internally scold myself. But he's fit, another part whines. Hush. My inner practicalist says, effectively shutting up all my voices. Math just isn't working for me tonight, so I snap my best friend, Lysandra.
*Wyd?* (Bold is Aelin)
*Nm, u?* (Normal text is Lysandra)
*Failing math. And trying not to think about u know who*
*Ooh! Aelin's got a cruuuush*
*Oh shush.*
*Do I know him? Or her*
*Ly, I'm not gay. But if I were I'd totally be into u*
*Oh u flatter me too much*
*Do I know him?*
*Maybe*
*Tell mee*
*Fine*
*It's Rowan*
*Gasp*
*But he's*
*Yep, ik*
*Isn't that weird?*
*It should be but for some reason, it isn't*
*I knew it was a bad idea for them to start working out. And going outside. And generally existing outside of their video games*
*Oh honey. ~pat pat~ you'll get over it*
*Yeh but that's the thing.*
*It's been going on for a while*
*O rly?*
*Yep. And it was made worse by him lying on top of me earlier*
*I'm sensing a story*
*Well..*
*I challenged him to a fight*
*And I jumped on his back, intending to get him from behind*
*And he overbalanced*
*And fell onto the bed, but he turned, so we were facing each other, and I was under him*
*Oh you poor thing*
*That must have been difficult*
*And then*
*Aedion walked in on us*
*And I think he hates me and Rowan a bit now*
*Gasp*
*Oh no*
*That's bad*
*Ikkkkkkk*
*Idk what to do tho*
*Just be yourself*
*Or you can text him*
*No*
*That's a bad idea.*
*But you're gonna do it anyway*
*Yep*
*Wish me luck*
*Good luck xoxo*
*Xoxo*
*Shit. I never even got my sweater. That's the whole reason for this. I left it somewhere*
*Bahahahahaha*
*It's not funnyyyyy*
*That's y Aedion hates me*
*Groan*
*Imma go text Rowan now*
*Good luck*
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