hi my loves. so, ya girl has been bored in class and i decided to finally write an imagine. it's been a while and im sorry (kind of) but im just busy blah blah blah, we all know the routine.

i do have two new books out!

the art of time (teen fiction)
yanna's bible (rant book)

go check them out!

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it was spooky season and that meant time to find a boo. it was halloween night and you walked around your neighborhood with your little brother awing at every scary thing that he passed.

he tugged on your arm with puppy eyes. "can we go to that house? i wanna go! please, please, please!" he begged.

you smiled at his enthusiasm. "of course buddy! let's go."

his georgie costume from 'It' was a big hit with the older boys who dressed as penny wise. two teenage boys passed, one dressed as a frat boy and the other penny wise.

"nice costume little man! do you wanna float?" he spoke in a dark voice.

your brother backed away and gripped your hand in fear. "fuck off, ethan. he's just a kid."

"i thought it would be funny," he shrugged.

"you almost gave me a heat attack!" your brother yelled and folded his arms.

ethan bended down and opened his arms. "im sorry bup. will a hug make it better?"

"no."

grayson laughed at the rejection. "it was a nice try," he told ethan as he rose to his feet.

"what took you guys so long? we were supposed to meet half an hour ago at my house."

"look around, y/n! it's halloween! we got distracted," grayson said. "well mostly ethan. he wanted to stop by every house we passed."

"can i get my candy now?" your brother poured.

you all walked to the house and rang the doorbell. "trick or treat!"

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the amount of candy that was scattered on the table was disgusting. it was practically diabetes.

your brother reached for a price of candy, to which you smacked away. "you already had three, that's enough. go wash up and brush your teeth unless you want sharon and jeff to scare you into doing it."

"no, no, i'll do it. im a big boy, y/n!" he rushes up the stairs and slams the door to his bedroom. grayson also leaves the room after talking about throwing up which left you and ethan alone.

"so," ethan says, "how'd you like your halloween?"

you shrugged. "well i didn't dress up as anything and i didn't get any candy, so it was boring. but i'd give my life if that kid can be happy. it's what he deserves."

"i don't think i ever told you how much i appreciate you. i mean, you raised him his whole life when your parents left and then you both get adopted by the two greatest people in the world and you still manage to make him happier every single day," he speaks in astonishment. "how do you do it?"

"i just do," you shrug. "i don't even think it's that great. it's just what im supposed to do. he's my little brother and i love him like my own."

ethan scoots in closer till his face is inches apart from yours. "you're amazing, y/n."

you shift in your seat.

"can i kiss you?" he asked, because consent is everything.

"yes."

he slowly leaned in and grabbed the bottom of your chin and meshed his lips with yours. you wrapped your hands on his arms and pulled him in closer.

"y/n, look i brushed my–why are you eating my sister?!"