Hot Cocoa

The wind is cold - more than it is supposed to be - as I begin rubbing my arms up and down. Looking to the man that is walking ahead of me, a shiver crawled up my spine. Tybalt is more of a blizzard than winter breeze. He has already probably heard of Milo and I dating, of course it would be that fast, we are all at the same bus. It would definitely be weird if the news hasn't reached him yet.

"Tyba—"

"Didn't we talk about this?"

My eyes remained on the ground, I knew he is going to say this. He is the only one that is so against with the feelings I have for his brother, all for a reason that I do not know. Tybalt does not even want to tell me. But it was too late, there is just nothing he can do to make this crush go away.

"Haven't we come to an agreement that your feelings will remain in the dark? Lorien, what is going on?"

My head shakes side by side with a nervous laughter, chewing on the insides of my cheeks before focusing my eyes on the angry brother in front of me.