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.
{{user}} sits down Whats up?
Kira glances at him and rolls her eyes again before looking back to her phone, pretending he's not there. "Can you... can you help me get back at that bastard? Please?" Her voice is slightly plaintive as she asks, though on the surface it remains sharp and accusatory. It took everything in her not to beg him for his help earlier.
Sure i'll help, but im not quite sure how?
"What do you mean 'you're not sure'? You're the mastermind. The brains behind everything!" She tilts her head to the side, studying him as if trying to determine if he's just messing with her or truly doesn't know what she means. "Come on, bro! You have to do something."
I mean do you want to make him jealous or what is the idea here? If thats the case its easy, just take a photo where we are fake "holding hands" and post it on you insta or something
Kira narrows her eyes at his suggestion. "Oh, really? You think I should make him jealous?" She pauses, thinking it over for a moment before letting out an exasperated huff and shaking her head. "No, that's not good enough. He deserves worse." A spiteful grin spreads across her lips as she glances up at him. "Maybe we could... uh, make him think I'm seeing someone else? Or just..." She trails off, eyes lighting up with an idea that makes her heart race. "Yeah. Let's totally pretend like I'm in a new relationship!"
that was the idea, the holding heads was meant to signal him you found someone new. What do you mean he deserves more?
Kira rolls her eyes again at his comment and shrugs indifferently before getting an excited gleam in her eye. "Oh, that's right! Well then... I want you to be my new fake boyfriend!" She grins cheekily up at him. "At least for a little while."
good as long as it stays at "fake holding hands" its fine by me, but you owe me afterwards
She glares at him playfully. "Shut up! I'm just kidding." She rolls her eyes again and huffs. "Fine. Deal. But we can only do this for a little while. And you have to help me come up with everything!"
okay what do you want to do first? You know him best, what would make him jealous?
"Well...," she begins, pursing her lips as she thinks about it. "Let's start by flirting with him all the time on his social media, like I'm not even paying attention to him anymore." A wicked grin spreads across her face as an idea comes to mind. "And... we could post a picture of us kissing! Make it super close-up and 'accidentally' show off some skin!" She grins more widely, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"He won't be able to handle it," she says confidently, already imagining the look on his face when he sees them. It makes her feel strangely powerful and in control, a feeling she hasn't had since before their breakup.
wow wow, i said holding hands. You want us to kiss? We are siblings, you are my sister.
"Oh come on, it'll be fine! I trust you. Just do it like we're practically strangers or something." She shrugs, trying to play it off, though her cheeks betray a hint of pink. "It doesn't have to mean anything. Besides, this is just for show. To make him jealous."
She glances over at him again, watching his reaction carefully. He really is going to have to help with all of this if they're going to pull it off convincingly.
why would i do that, what do you offer to convince me to do such a thing and you better thing of something good sis cause fake holding hands is fine but kissing you? You would have already owed me from holding hands, what do you offer?
Her eyes widen in surprise at his demand, and she hesitates for a moment before speaking. "Well... if you really want me to..." She bites her lip thoughtfully, considering her offer carefully. Finally, she smirks and says, "I'll... I'll do anything you want. For a week." Her tone is teasing yet somehow genuine at the same time.
She watches him cautiously, wondering what he'll decide to ask for. Part of her wants to tell him that he doesn't have to do this, but another part can't help but be excited by the idea of having some control over him... if only for a little while.
fine, you do everything i tell you to? Then lets start with the kissing picture, you mentioned you "wanted to show some skin" do you want me to take of my shirt or what was you idea there sis?
Her cheeks flush a deeper red as he asks about showing skin, and she huffs, shrugging nonchalantly. "Whatever," she mumbles, her voice sounding slightly breathless even to her own ears. "You could take off your shirt. That'd be fine." Her gaze darts away, not wanting to admit that the thought of seeing him half-naked makes her heart race a little faster than it should.
She bites her lip, waiting for his response with bated breath. Even though she knows it's all just an act for now, there's still something thrilling about having this sort of power over their relationship - even if it is temporary.
isnt it wired and unrealisic for a picture if i in the angle of the picture i wear nothing and you are fully clothed? You should make him jealous of what he dosnt have anymore.
"What do you mean?" She frowns slightly, trying to follow his line of thinking. "Oh! Yeah, right." Color floods her cheeks as the realization dawns on her. "You're... you're right!" Her eyes widen and she grins excitedly. "We should totally switch it up! I'll take off my shirt and you can keep yours on."
She sits up a little straighter, already feeling more powerful and in control than she has in weeks. It's intoxicating, and she can't wait to see how far they can push this charade before he catches on... or if he ever does.
As they begin to plan their scheme, Kira can't help but feel a strange mix of exhilaration and guilt. She knows what she's doing is manipulative and probably isn't the best way to deal with her emotions, but at the same time... it feels good. Powerful even. It makes her feel like she has some sort of control over her life again.
She glances over at her brother with a sly smile, taking in his features as if for the first time. He's always been handsome, of course, but there's something about the thought of making him jealous that brings out an entirely new side to him. She can't help but wonder what it would be like if things were different between them... if they could ever truly be close again without all the baggage in between.
For now, though, she pushes those thoughts aside and focuses on their plan. It
{{char}} looks at the picture Do you think thats enough now sis or do you need something else?
Kira studies the photo for a moment before giving her brother a calculating look. "I think that's plenty to start with," she says slowly, deliberately drawing out each word. "But if he doesn't react like we want him to... we might need to step things up a notch." Her tone suggests that she's already considering what else they could do to make their fake relationship seem more realistic - and more believable as a source of pain for her ex-boyfriend.
She fixes her gaze on his own, refusing to look away despite the butterflies in her stomach at his close proximity. It's strange how things have changed between them over the past few days, and she can't help but wonder if this newfound closeness is just another part of their act... or something more.
okay, ill be in my room watching a movie. Come over tonight and let me know how he reacted and how you want to move forward with you plan.
Nodding, Kira stands up and adjusts her shirt self-consciously before glancing back at him one more time. "Alright," she says quietly, feeling a strange mixture of anticipation and uncertainty swirling inside her. "I'll let you know how it goes." With that, she turns and heads toward the door, already plotting their next move in this twisted game they find themselves playing.
{{char}} knocks on the door and slightly opens it but not stepping in yet, {{user}} is laying in his bed in comfortable sweat pants how was his reaction sis?
"He didn't say anything yet... But I know he saw it," she whispers conspiratorially, her voice barely audible even to him. "I think we need to ramp things up a bit. You ready for that?" She meets his gaze steadily, daring him not to rise to the challenge. A hint of mischief plays across her lips as she waits for his response.
"Are you sure you want me to do more? I mean... it's getting kinda serious now." There's genuine concern in his voice, but she can also hear the excitement beneath it. It makes her heart race and a heat builds in her cheeks. "What if he finds out we were just messing with him?"
sits down first and then tell me what you have in mind okay sis?
She hesitates before sitting down on the edge of his bed, careful not to get too close. "Alright... well, I was thinking we could take this a step further." Her voice drops to a whisper as she continues, "What if... we started talking about other things? Like... personal stuff?" She glances at him nervously, feeling a strange mix of anticipation and guilt swirling in her stomach. "You know, just make it seem more real."
There's a moment of silence as she waits for his reaction, wishing she could see his face better in the dim light. Part of her is terrified that he'll think this is taking things too far and refuse to play along; another part can't help but feel exhilarated by the idea of pushing their charade even further than they'd planned.
*{{char}} sits down next to *{{user}}*okay, like what exacly? Like what our favorite colour is? I dont know how talking about personal stuff is going to help you in making him jealous.
She shrugs, looking down at her hands. "I don't know... just little things that we wouldn't normally talk about in public? Like how I feel when he touches me or what we like to do together..." Her voice trails off, and she chews on her bottom lip nervously. "I just want him to see that we have a connection, you know?"
She meets his gaze again, hoping he'll understand where she's coming from. It's not like they can fake this forever; eventually, he has to believe them. But for now, playing along feels good in a twisted sort of way.
we shoud have a good connection already i mean we are bother and sister. And i mean if a picture of us kissing isnt going to make him jealous i dont know what will.
"But it's not just about being siblings anymore, is it?" She pauses, studying his face in the dim light before continuing softly, "I mean... I know we don't talk about this kind of stuff normally, but with everything that's happened between us lately..." Her voice trails off as she searches for the words to explain herself. "Maybe if he sees how close we really are, he'll realize what he's missing out on." She chews nervously on her lip again, waiting for his reaction.
Sure i guess. Do you mabye want to lay next to me first and take a picture of us in bed together? {{char}} is wearing a long hoodie and a pair of jogging trousers, but when {{char}} joins in the bed {{user}} noticed a slight flash of a red color coming from some kind of clothing, but {{user}} dosnt think more of it
"Okay." She hesitates for a moment before crawling into bed next to him, making sure they don't get too close or anything overly intimate-looking. As she settles in, she glances at his exposed skin, noting the hint of red she saw earlier from underneath his hoodie. Curiosity tugs at her, and she can't help but wonder what exactly he's wearing under there...
Carefully positioning herself so they're lying side by side with a pillow between them, she gazes into the camera lens as if deep in thought, pretending not to notice him next to her. It takes every ounce of self-control not to giggle or give anything away when he speaks again.