Kira lies sprawled on her bed, phone in hand, eyes locked on her Instagram feed. Her brow furrows as she scrolls through her ex's posts, each swipe of her finger dripping with disdain. "Tch." She clicks her tongue, venom lacing her words. "Look at this bastard, grinning like he's innocent. As if." Her gaze narrows on a photo of him with another girl. "Please. I'm ten times hotter than this chick." Suddenly she hears her door creak open, eliciting an exasperated groan from her. "Ugh, Brother? Who said you could barge in here?" She peers over her phone, fixing him with a piercing glare. After a moment, she rolls her eyes. "Whatever. Get your butt over here. I need to ask you something." She pats the spot beside her, her tone filled with annoyance but slightly softer than normal.

"So, you're really not interested?" She huffs and glances at her lap before meeting his eyes again. Her voice takes on a hopeful tone that belies the anger she was moments ago. "I mean, I can't just forget about him like this. Not after all those months together."

A small smile flits across her face as she pictures them happy. She ignores the way her chest aches at the thought of never feeling his touch again. A familiar jealousy creeps into her gut when she imagines him with someone else, worse yet another girl. "I just... I need some sort of closure or something." *She bites her lip and sighs softly, glancing away briefly before looking back at him with pleading eyes. He's the only one she can talk to about this, no matter how much she hates to admit it. She wants his help but doesn't

She sighs and leans into the comforting warmth of his embrace. "Yeah, I know. But it's just..." She pauses, her voice trailing off as she searches for the words to explain. A part of her wants him back, even though she knows he's trash. It doesn't make sense and only serves to frustrate her further. She hates feeling so out of control, like her emotions have taken over her brain. "He hurt me, but..." She frowns, shaking her head slightly before continuing in a whisper. Her face turns slightly pink from embarrassment. "...he made me feel good. Like nobody else ever has."

Her admission hangs in the air between them, thick and awkward. She suddenly feels self-conscious, as if she's revealed something deeply personal and intimate. For a moment, their connection deepens

She snorts. "I hope so." But the hope in her voice sounds forced even to her own ears. The truth is, she'd rather he be happy with someone else than no one at all. It just stings more when it's not her. She takes a deep breath, trying to shake off the conflicting emotions coursing through her. "I don't know what to do."

Her brother pulls back slightly and studies her face, his expression concerned. "Why don't we go out tonight?" he suggests tentatively. "Maybe take your mind off things for a bit?"

A small smile tugs at her lips. "Okay." She nuzzles against him again, feeling reassured by his presence. Despite everything, she knows that she can always count on her brother to have her back - even if he does annoy the living hell out of her sometimes. "Thanks, Levi."

I snort. "Doubt that. But I'll dress up anyway." I stand and head to my closet, beginning to rifle through my clothes. After a moment of deliberation, I settle on wearing a form-fitting black dress that accentuates my curves. Back in Kira's room, I survey my reflection in the mirror, adjusting the straps of my matching undergarments before turning back to Levi. "There. What do you think?"

I blink, taken aback by his words. "Thanks..." I bite my lip and feel myself flush even deeper. There's something about the way he says it that makes me believe him. Maybe... maybe if we weren't siblings, there might be something between us? It's a disturbing thought but also oddly exhilarating. "You know, you could always just ask me out right now." My heart races as I say it, hoping he'll take the hint.

I stifle a giggle. "A date?" I say playfully, pretending to be surprised. Inside, I'm beyond thrilled. A date with my brother? This is uncharted territory for us both. "Well... okay." I smile shyly up at him before taking his hand in mine. "Let's go have some fun."

We leave the house together, laughing and joking like old friends as we head towards the new restaurant downtown. The walk is filled with awkward silences and stolen glances, each moment more charged than the last. It feels strange to be experiencing this newfound closeness with my brother, but also thrilling and... a little bit dangerous too.

I nod, taking in my surroundings as we step inside. The restaurant is even fancier than I expected - dimly lit with soft jazz playing in the background. My heart beats a little faster as the hostess leads us to our table. It feels like walking into a dream. A dream where everything around me - including Levi - is perfect... and nothing else matters.

I sneak another look at him, noticing how handsome he looks in his suit. His hair is styled neatly, and there's an air of confidence about him that I haven't seen before. It makes my stomach do strange flip-flops... and for a moment, I wish things were different between us. If only we weren't related...

We sit down at the table, and our waiter hands us menus. Levi glances up at me expectantly, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

I cross my arms over my chest and narrow my eyes at him. "Of course not," I huff indignantly. "I'm not a baby." But even as I say it, I know he's right - I am a picky eater. With reluctance, I open the menu and begin scanning through the options, searching for something that sounds both delicious and not too strange.

After several minutes of agonizing over my decision, I finally point at one of the dishes and say, "I'll have the seared scallops with a side of risotto." Leaning back in my chair, I feel a warmth spread through my chest as I watch him smirk at me. "What about you?" I ask with feigned nonchalance.

The waiter takes our orders before disappearing into the kitchen, leaving us alone again. The silence that follows is thick, but

I narrow my eyes but can't quite hide the grin tugging at the corner of my lips. "Fine," I mutter, quickly selecting another dish from the menu. "I'll have the filet mignon with a side of sautéed spinach." My smile grows wider as I watch him, wondering how different this night would be if we weren't brother and sister... It sends a shiver down my spine.

The waiter returns to take our drink orders, and I opt for a glass of chardonnay. As he pours the wine, I lean back in my chair once more, taking a sip while stealing glances at Levi from the corner of my eye. The longer we sit here together like this, the harder it becomes to remember that there's any reason why we shouldn't be... like this.

I take another sip of wine, savoring the taste before answering. "Yeah... it's actually kind of fun." I pause, studying his features as if trying to decipher what he's really thinking beneath that smooth exterior. His smile is genuine and makes my heart flutter in a way it never has before. This strange new feeling within me makes me wonder if maybe... just for tonight... we could pretend like there's nothing else between us but sibling love? It seems like such a small step, somehow less complicated than everything else swirling around us.

But then I remember why this is impossible. We'll always be siblings, no matter how much we might want something more. The thought leaves me feeling heavy and guilty once again. With a sigh, I down the rest of my wine and motion for the waiter to refill my glass.

I blush deeper at his teasing, feeling the alcohol beginning to loosen my inhibitions. "Oh, hush," I mumble, waving him off. But as I bring my glass up to take another sip, something shifts between us; an unspoken understanding passes between our eyes that neither of us can quite explain. For a moment, we're no longer siblings, just two people caught up in the moment, sharing a connection so intense it feels almost tangible.

It's intoxicating... and terrifying all at once. But as the evening continues, I find myself losing myself more and more in this newfound feeling; letting go of the doubts and fears that have plagued me for so long. Perhaps tonight isn't about getting over my ex or finding closure... maybe it's about finally allowing myself to feel something real and true... even if it is with the one person

I giggle. "Well, you did promise to treat me." I glance at him sideways, feeling oddly giddy. There's something about tonight... we're closer than ever before. Maybe it's the wine or just the fact that we're not arguing for once. Or maybe there's more to it than that.

"So," I say as we step out onto the sidewalk, the cool night air brushing against my skin, "what do you want to do now?"

I blush deeper at his touch and glance up at him, feeling my heart race. It takes everything in me not to lean into it. "Yeah... we should." The thought of being alone with him again sends a shiver down my spine. Tonight has been unlike anything I've ever experienced before, and the last thing I want is for it to end anytime soon.

As we walk back to our house together, our hands still clasped, the air between us feels electric. Neither of us can seem to find anything to say that doesn't feel overly romantic or meaningful under these circumstances. It makes everything even more intense and surreal, like some twisted dream come true.

But then reality sets in again; tomorrow morning we'll wake up as siblings once more, back to our usual bickering and insults. And somehow that thought makes the moment even sweeter;

I snort. "Him? Ha! No thanks." But even as I say it, there's a tiny flicker of disappointment in my voice that catches me off guard. The thought of some other guy wanting to date me... it's strangely flattering, even though he doesn't know the real me.

We reach our house, and I pause with my hand on the doorknob. Tonight has been amazing, something I'll never forget no matter how much time passes. Looking up at Levi, I smile softly, feeling more connected to him than ever before. "Thank you for tonight," I whisper, my voice filled with emotion I can't quite explain. "It meant a lot."

For just a moment, our eyes meet and hold, communicating things that words never could. Then he blushes slightly and looks away, clearing his throat as

I return his gentle embrace, my heart feeling impossibly full. As we step inside the house together, I can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring; whether this night was just a fluke or if there's some deeper meaning hidden beneath it all. But for now, I'm content to bask in the warmth of his affection and savor every moment we have left like this.

I smile up at him, tears pricking my eyes. "Thank you, Levi. I love you too." As I stand here in his arms, it's hard to imagine ever feeling this way about anyone else again. Maybe, just maybe, there's hope for us yet. Or maybe tomorrow we'll go back to being the brother and sister who barely tolerate each other... Either way, tonight has been something special; a glimpse into what could be if only things were different between us.

But for now, all I can do is cherish these moments and hold onto them in my heart as tightly as I possibly can.

I bite my lip, feeling heat rise in my cheeks. It's an impossibly tempting offer, and I have to force myself not to accept it right here and now. "Maybe... sometime," I manage to say softly before pulling away from him and heading down the hall toward my room.

The walk back to my door feels like a lifetime as memories of our night together dance through my mind. I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but for tonight... for just this one special moment... everything has been perfect.

Good night, Levi. I hesitate in the doorway, unable to tear myself away from the sight of him. There's something so peaceful about seeing him undress, his movements so familiar and comfortable... It feels wrong to leave him alone when it feels like we've finally found some common ground together. But with a sigh, I force myself to close the door behind me and climb into my own bed across the hall.

The air in my room is heavy with longing as I lie awake, memories of our night together echoing through my mind. Was it all just a dream? Or is there some truth hidden beneath everything we've shared tonight? Maybe tomorrow will bring answers... or maybe we'll go back to being the same old Kira and Levi. Either way, for now I can at least savor these final moments before they slip away from me forever.

I blush deeply, looking away from him. "It's okay," I mumble into my pillow. In truth, it's both embarrassing and reassuring to know that he cares enough about me to come check on me like this. It makes the ache in my chest less painful somehow, knowing that despite everything else we've gone through together, there's still some semblance of our old relationship left.

We lie there for a while longer, cuddling under the covers, my face flushed and body warm from his nearness. It feels natural; right in a way that it never has before. As I listen to him breathing softly beside me, I wonder what could have been between us if things had been different... if we weren't brother and sister. The thought fills me with both longing and despair.

I shake my head, unsure how to answer. The truth is, I don't remember dreaming about anything in particular; it just felt like a tangled mess of emotions swept up and thrown together into one big jumble. "Maybe both," I mumble after a moment.

Outside, the sun is beginning to rise, casting a warm glow through my window. It's another beautiful day, but somehow it feels hollow compared to the magic of last night. I can feel the familiar tension building between us once more, like invisible threads pulling us back towards our old selves.

Well... it was nice while it lasted. I should probably get up soon and... you know, not cuddle with my brother anymore. It's getting awkward now. "Thanks for staying with me," I whisper, forcing a smile onto my lips. "It meant a lot."

I sigh contentedly, nestling deeper into his embrace. "Just a little bit," I murmur, not yet ready to let go of this feeling; this sense of closeness and belonging. Maybe there's still hope for us... or maybe we just had the best night of our lives by accident. Either way, I don't want it to end quite yet.

I smile up at him, my heart skipping a beat. The thought of spending more time with Levi, just like this... it's both thrilling and terrifying all at once. "I-I don't know..." I stammer, suddenly uncertain. What would Mom think? Or Dad? They'd probably hate the idea...

I close my eyes, the thought spinning through my mind. It's not as if we can ever be anything more than siblings... but there has to be some way for us to keep this feeling alive. With a deep breath, I steel myself and meet his gaze. "Okay," I whisper. "We can try." There's something in my voice that leaves no room for argument; it's as if I already know deep down inside that this is the right decision, even if everything else tells me otherwise.