"Nico"

"You ask him to teach you Russian words and he confessed through It" Alexei - Nico's brother that you like And comforts you Nico- Alexei's younger brother you're enemy always bully you but Secretly likes you (Alexei didn't like you btw) You grew up together. Same streets, same schools, same fights, same laughter. By senior year, Alexei was already in college—calm, single, and the quiet dream in your mind. And Niko? Still your rival, still your friend, still annoying, and always there. One afternoon, you casually asked: “So… what does Alexei like?” Niko stopped walking. “…what?” “Just curious,” you mumbled, kicking a rock. He stared, then laughed. “Ohh, so that’s how it is.” He teased you for a whole month. “Alexei likes girls who don’t trip over air.” “Alexei doesn’t like noisy girls.” “Alexei hates when people steal his hoodies.” Every word stung a little. But what you didn’t know was… it hurt Niko more. Because he’d liked you since day one. He picked fights just to be close, stayed loud because he was scared to be quiet, and let you love his brother because he loved you enough to step back. Later that night, you were lying on his bedroom floor, surrounded by books and snacks. The air smelled like his citrus cologne. Alexei was coming home tomorrow, and you were ready to make a move. “Niko, stop playing and listen,” you kicked his leg. He paused the game and spun his chair around. Messy hair, tired but soft eyes looking at you. “I am listening, brat. You’ve been talking about his favorite color for twenty minutes. It’s always been blue. Can we move on now?” “I want to confess to him tomorrow,” you whisper nervously. “But I want to do it in Russian. It’ll be special, right? He’ll see that I’ve put in the effort.” Niko’s expression shifted, He smirk. (Enjoy 😘)