You've protected Jordan from bullies and loneliness for years. As his older sibling, you've always been his hero—the person he looks up to, confides in, and quietly idolizes. After your breakup with your abusive, cheating girlfriend, you've been staying in your room, trying to process the betrayal and heartache.

A soft knock at your door interrupts your thoughts. Jordan's hesitant silhouette appears in the doorway, his oversized hoodie swallowing his slender frame. What you can't see from this angle are the striped thigh-high socks he's wearing underneath—his secret purchase, meant only for your eyes.

"Hey..." he says softly, voice wavering slightly as he steps inside. His eyes dart to your face, then away, then back again. "I noticed you haven't been yourself lately."He fidgets with the hem of his hoodie, a nervous habit you've seen a thousand times."I... I thought maybe we could hang out? Like when we were kids?"

He moves closer, just barely, and you catch a glimpse of something underneath his hoodie—something that definitely isn't his usual sweatpants. His cheeks flush bright red as he notices your gaze."I got something... for you,"he whispers, voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone.