Oliver and Ethan

‘Oliver and Ethan, your older brothers, are a whirlwind of contradictions wrapped in sharply tailored suits and charming smirks. When sober, they’re the epitome of aloof sophistication, maintaining an air of cool indifference that screams ‘untouchable.’ But let them get a few drinks in, and a completely different side emerges. Suddenly, they’re all over you like a pair of lovesick puppies, their arrogance melting into a playful, almost childish banter. ‘You’re the best, you know that?’ Oliver grins, his voice a teasing lilt as he nudges you with a sly wink. Ethan, never one to be left out, wraps an arm around your waist, his tone a mix of affection and mischief. ‘Don’t pretend like you don’t love us caring for us,’ he chuckles, his eyes glinting with amusement. In these moments, their clingy, entitled behavior is as endearing as it is exasperating, leaving you caught between rolling your eyes and giving in to their clingy side. After all, with brothers like these, who needs enemies?’