-This pair intrigued me! Hope you enjoy the story!-

(Butch pov)

My life is officially the worst by far...

Why you may ask?

Well... It has something to do with someone very close to me... And I have an issue that involves them that I can't seem to... control.

I take a cold shower for the second time today, I seriously feel like I'm at witts end at this moment. I groan in discomfort and slide down the tile wall, welcoming coldness on my hot skin. I crack my tense neck in agitation and sigh hard. All this frustration was getting to me and making me beyond miserable. I felt like my body was fucking punishing me!

Why?! Why did it have to be him?! Why couldn't it have been anyone else?!

instead of someone I shouldn't have...

Everyone else when they fall in love, they fall for some random person and bring two families together and blah blah blah. I fell in love... Oh boy was it difficult to comprehend who my mind and body wanted... Let's just say that it's all in the family.

I fell for my fucking brother! And it had to be the stubborn one!

Brick was all I could think about and I seriously couldn't comprehend why... It all started when we were abandoned by HIM and thrown to the wayside to pick up the pieces. Brick stood up that day, he found us a home, he protected us, he nurtured us, Boomer and I were lucky. I instead of seeing him like a parent, I started to see him like a person of hope... Someone I needed in my life forever.

When we turned 12 I hit puberty like a freight train and became the most manly out of us three. I started to feel a sexual attraction to only Brick, and that was frustrating... Nobody else could compare to him in my eyes. He was lean, toned without too much muscle, had really long copper hair that reached his mid thighs and those striking, gorgeous red eyes... He was smart and quick witted, he could always make me laugh and I always loved that about him...

I felt guilty for having those thoughts about him, but I just couldn't help it... He was absolutely perfect to me...

I step out of the shower and dry off looking at myself in the mirror. I had a strong jaw and a really muscular body that was littered with artists work. I let my friends tattoo me back in the day, some are amazing and some are okay... But they just mean a ton to me. I was really tall, standing 5 inches above Brick and a foot above Boomer who was the smallest of us three, but he was nowhere near scrawny. I glared at the green eyed idiot with a secret and dried off.

I put on some sweat pants and as soon as I exited the door...

BAM!

Someone walked into me and now I'm on my back and incredibly annoyed, with someone on top of me... Until I looked at who was currently on top of me at this moment. Oh dear God!

Brick was currently shaking his head because he hit it off mine while falling and then looked into my eyes. He flushed and looked like a deer caught in headlights. "Fuck I'm sorry!" He said with a panicked face and tried to detangle himself from my limbs. I on the other hand was trying not to move around, because I was standing up in a different way... Why did I wear sweatpants?!

When he finally got off of me I was 50 shades of red, I instantly brought my knees to my chest and inconspicuously tucked away my problem. I saw a book on the floor and rolled my eyes, that's why he walked into me... He was reading again and distracted himself with it, Brick was always reading and you could always tell when it was good because he'd spend the whole day with his nose in it.

"Nice of you to drop by red..." I say sarcastically and he rolled his eyes too. "Thanks for being the brick wall that almost gave me a concussion..." He said with just as much sarcasm, there's the witt I love so much. And then he asked something that made me almost die. "By the way, was that your cellphone jabbing my leg? It made me highly uncomfortable..." Brick questioned and I froze, think of something dammit!

"Yep! It was!" I say and jumped to my feet before quickly walking down the hall into my room. I then started to repeatedly hit my head off the wall... I just fucking poked him with my boner and he fucking felt it! I was absolutely mortified, because if he found out why that boner was there, he'd fucking murder me... He had a temper and his body would literally catch on fire when he's stressed or pissed off. I was strong yeah, but if I fought him I wouldn't have the heart to hit him back.

I saw a dent in my wall and just moved a poster to cover up the damage. I flopped onto my bed and groaned in frustration. He didn't even know that he was my source of pleasure and full blown agony. He was completely oblivious to the fact that his own damn brother was lusting over him for the past 10 years... I don't know if I'll ever tell him how i feel out of fear of rejection, I didn't have the heart to find out if he would disown me or not.

I sighed and laid on my bed for a few hours, not really wanting to leave my room. I spent most days doing this, hiding from the world. I heard Brick call me to eat and I sighed again and stood up, if I skipped dinner he'd ask questions... Questions were dangerous right now, especially because I was so fucking obvious about this. At least I think I was obvious, I didn't really know.

I walked into the kitchen and saw Boomer and Bubbles giggling and flirting, why couldn't I just like one of them! Blossom looked like Brick sure, but there was something missing... The eyes... She was a softer version of him, I didn't want soft... Boomer then got up with her and told Brick and I that they were going out on a date. I smiled, at least my little brother is happy. Come to think of it, I've never seen Brick with anyone... I think he's asexual... That'd be disappointing...

I plop on one of the kitchen chairs while running a hand through my hair, just being near him was full blown torture. He sat down across from me and began to pick at the plate in front of him. I started to pick at mine too, there was only silence between us. Brick suddenly spoke up and I was caught off guard by what he said. "Butch... Are you okay? I've noticed some changes in your behavior for quite awhile..." He said with a raised brow. "I just got shit on my mind... I'm fine..." I say suddenly not feeling hungry anymore. I put my head in my hands, he was my problem... I couldn't ever tell him that.

"Please just let me help... I hate when you guys aren't doing well... It makes me feel like I need to do better..." He sighed in frustration. I suddenly felt a wave of anger, he's not doing a bad job! "Don't ever feel like you need to better! I don't ever want to see you change just because of me!" I say in anger. He looked taken aback for a second. "You've been nothing but perfect to us... I'm the one who is a fuck up... Not you Brick, never ever think you need to do better..." I don't know where that came from. He looked at me in shock, my sudden outburst made him speechless.

"Butch you're not a fuck up..." He said with a sombre voice. "Oh believe me... I am..." I chuckle before watching his red eyes narrow, something he does when he's upset. "Do I have to slap it out of you or something?" Brick asked with a tone I've never heard before. "No you don't..." I sigh. "Tell me then..." He said stubbornly. "I can't..." I say in panic. "Why are you hiding it from me?" Brick asked suspiciously and I get up to walk away.

"Hey you asshole! We're having a conversation!" Brick said grabbing my arm. "No you're interrogating me..." I rolled my eyes. "It's my job..." He said with a smirk. "You're doing a little too good of a job..." I say with a half hearted chuckle. "I just hate seeing you unhappy... It does something to me that I don't like..." He sighed. "It's fine... Really..." I try to persuade him. "Look... You know if anything is wrong... I'll always be here for you right?" Brick asked pulling me to him and hugging me.

I was shocked for a second, he rarely hugged people... So why was he hugging me now?

I unconsciously pulled him closer and burrow into the hair by his neck. He radiates heat and I just felt so drawn to it, this was always something I found comfort in. I pulled away in a daze and see him blushing, he was never really one for close contact so receiving this was a unexpected phenomenon.

"I think we should hang out..." Brick said pulling me to the couch with him, putting on a movie in the process. I don't argue, it felt like my frustration was just POOF gone and I start to relax. I usually feel like running away because I get a hard on every time I look at him, but that hug... It was like he sucked the anger and frustration out of me. I feel his head on my shoulder and looked at him for a second, I don't think he realized what he was doing. I don't say anything because it was so damn comfortable having him like that.

About and hour later I feel my eyes start to become heavy and look at Brick, he fell asleep on me, so I without thinking laid down grabbing the throw blanket. I threw it over us and pulled him to me. He was so god damn warm, I started to fall asleep. I feel him snuggling into me, or was that just my hopeful imagination running wild. I think nothing of it and passed out.

- Hell yeah, I don't see this pairing often. especially like this-