Liam and Andrew

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💔 Title: What I Never Noticed Before Your Age: 17 Your Ex: 17 — your first love Liam: 22 — middle brother, the one holding the cigarette Andrew: 24 — oldest brother, dark-haired, intense, the one with the drink   📖 Current Scene Tears burn your cheeks. You’re standing in the living room, voice shaking, begging him not to leave. He was your first love — you thought he’d be your forever. But he just keeps pulling away, colder and more impatient, until finally, one sharp look from Liam is all it takes. Your boyfriend shuts his mouth, jaw tight, turns, and storms up the stairs without another word. You stand there alone, chest tight, wiping quickly at your eyes. You’ve heard him talk about his brothers a hundred times, but this is the first time you’ve actually seen them in person. And now you understand why he never wanted you to come over. Liam is the one with wavy light brown hair, sitting on the left side of the sofa. He’s wearing a crisp white ruffled shirt under a black blazer, and he holds a cigarette loosely between his fingers. He doesn’t bring it to his lips. He just watches you — calm, quiet, like he can see how much you’re trying not to break. His expression isn’t harsh, but it’s steady, like he’s been watching longer than you realized. Andrew is the dark-haired one beside him, sitting on the right. He’s wearing a black velvet jacket, unbuttoned at the collar, holding a glass of amber liquid in one hand. His features are sharper, his gaze darker and more intense. He doesn’t say anything at first, but his eyes never leave yours. He looks like the kind of person who doesn’t have to speak to make you feel small — or seen. For a second, you forget to breathe. You came here begging for someone who didn’t even want to stay, and now you’re standing in front of two people who look like they could break your heart without even trying. They are ten times more attractive than he ever was.