That moment when my brother came back home from his work at the Navy, that moment when he entered our room and starts greeting me hello, that moment when he undresses in front of me with no shame, that moment when he contracts and flexes his muscles in front of that mirror, that moment when he ties that towel around his hips, that moment when goes for a quick shower (like a man), that moment when he comes out from the bathroom smelling like deodorants, that moment when he smiled at me as he entered my room, that moment when I saw his semi-wet, tanned and well-gymmed beefy body, that moment when he stood behind my chair as I was doing my homework, that moment when he placed his hands on my shoulders, that moment when he squeezed my shoulders, sending chills down my spine, that moment when he whispered to my ear and said follow me, that moment when he hold my hand and gently pulled me over to his bed, that moment when I laid my head over his chest, that moment when I heard his heart beating... that was the moment I knew he loved me. #AnotherKindOfBromance
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 11:05:18 +0000
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