This choice: When Tyler wakes up he's totally flustered • Go Back... As your brother snored away you began having an intense staring contest with the kitchen wall whilst tapping your foot, drumming your fingers, and biting your lip in a nervous frenzy. You knew that bastard wall would win, he always did, but something told you if you closed your eyes you'd see the scene behind you all over again and that was, frankly, a sight you had no clue how to process. Thankfully during your furious contest against thy drywall Tyler gave a sharp snort and had apparently awoken himself, hopefully this would lead to your salvation. Hesitantly turning around, after what felt like hours, you faced Tyler again this time freezing like a deer in headlights as you caught his gaze "Mornin' bro" Tyler greeted you, still nude as the day he was born. Before you could even think of a way to respond Tyler's entire body blanched white and his face flushed red with realization "Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!" he said frantically gathering his discarded clothes while trying, and failing, to cover his massive genitals, and In a blur he sprinted to the bathroom. Thankfully this little hurdle was cleared, or so you thought, but it was becoming increasingly apparent that Tyler had no immediate plans to vacate the bathroom.
Twenty minutes had passed and still nothing not a single sound, resolving yourself to go and check on your brother. "Tyler?" you said knock at the door. Nothing. "Tyler?" you tried again only to be met with the same silence. "All right Ty I'm gonna open the door." you said. The sight that met you utterly broke your heart as Tyler sat atop the toilet, head downcast with tears streaking his face. "Tyler..." you started, placing your hand firmly on his shoulder "it's ok."
"No...I ruined it" Tyler said meekly.
"No Tyler, you didn't ruin anything." you reassured him.
"You don't have to lie Tim," Tyler sobbed "I fucked it up like I always do.....I'll get my things and-"
"And what leave?!" you interrupted "Tyler you didn't fuck anything up. You were naked, so what? That's no reason to beat yourself up like this!"
"But the way you looked at me I..." he sniffled.
Feeling tons of weight drop into your stomach you explained "No Tyler, I was surprised. That's all."
"But I-"
"No buts," you said stopping him "besides you're my baby brother it's not the first time."
"You looked like you hated me though." Tyler said teary eyed.
You felt your own eyes begin to tear as your heart shattered anew "Listen to me," you said grasping his shoulders firmly and looking him square in the eye "there is Nothing you could do to make me hate you. Ever."
You were both silent for a moment before Tyler sniffled and asked "Really?"
"Really, not one single thing." you said before standing "Now I'm going to go make us breakfast you come out when you're ready, okay?"
To which Tyler started to smile and nodded.
After a few minutes Tyler emerged from the bathroom wiping his face, which you took as the cue to set the table. As you and Tyler ate it was still silent, but at least he was smiling. When both of you had finished you gathered the plates and began to wash up, and Tyler insisted he wanted to help but you simply told him to sit and calm down for now. While you washed you internally laughed at the situation, your little brother had become a behemoth of a man, but was still a little boy on the inside.
Finishing up you joined your brother in the living room and asked "Soooo... do you wanna talk?"
"Ha," Tyler laughed a little despondently "Not really, I already feel like I've been flayed to the bones." he admitted.
"Fair enough," you told him "what do you want to do?"  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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