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Beca smiled a little as she rolled over in the morning, walking up. She looked outside through the window right by her bed and smiled. There was snow on the ground. Snow! She loved the season! She waited all year to have more snow - and she loved it! Her instant thought was of Luke. He was still living at home and it was so nice - it meant they could still hang out... Build snowmen and play games just like they used to! She loved it - because she thought about him and her heart soared as she bit her lip. She loved her brother more than she should admit... She loved him. He was someone she admired - someone she looked up to. He was always there for her - and she loved him for it.

[sorry! It sucks >,< I suck at starting]

{ Don't sweat it, I suck in general }

Lucas walked through the dining room and made his way to the large window at the end of the dining table. He scoffed as he peered through the frosty glass at the snow on the ground. Snow. Lucas found himself thinking about all the times he had spent out there in the bitter cold. It had been quite a while since the last time he actually had fun in the snow and he genuinely missed it. I'm eighteen now, Lucas thought to himself, I'm eighteen now and it's time to grow up.

The wind picked up and flew at the window, bringing Lucas back to reality. He looked up at the clock and realized Beca still hadn't come downstairs. He grinned at himself in hopes that she would still be asleep and he could scare her awake.

Beca spent a lot of time just staring out the window. She thought it all of the time that she and Lucas had spent out there - how amazing he was. He was so strong... So courageous. He would help her build snowmen and have snowball fights with her - and then when they were inside, he would always make her hot chocolate or something warn. They were only two years apart, but she looked up to him so much - and he treated her as his baby sister. She loved being that. She wished they never had to grow up - that they could stay like that forever. On that thought, she wanted to see him - see if they could still reminisce on those memories.

Lucas opened the tall sliding doors in the dining room and stuck his arm out into the cold. He scooped up a handful of fluffy snow and attempted to pack it into a ball. With hold of the packed snow, he made his way up the stairs and towards Beca's door, trying his best to be as quiet as possible, knowing the light sleeper that Beca is. Lucas smiled at himself as he crept the door open slowly at first then swinging it open and launching the snow towards the direction of her bed.

Beca was surprised as she walked to the door and she was pelted with snow. She yelped and then stomped her way over to the door - though she wasn't upset. She liked when Lucas was so playful. It was more fun than anything. She rushed towards him and pouted at him, shivering. "Lucas!" She said softly - in a voice of love. "You're not very funny! It's cold Lucas!" She pulled some of the melting snow from her hair and threw it back at him, then hugging him to warm up.

Laughter overcame Lucas in the instant the snow made contact with Beca. The look on her face priceless; shocked and not the slightest mad. That was something Lucas loved about his sister. He could tease her and mess with her all the time and never had to worry about her getting really upset about it. It really was all fun and games when it came to their relationship.

The snow melted quickly into his t-shirt due to his naturally overly heated body temperature and feeling slightly bad seeing Beca begin to shiver, he absentmindedly hugged her back in return. "Oh come on Beca, you know I'm hilarious," he spoke before he continued to chuckle as looked down on Beca's hair glistening from where the snow had melted. "Hurry up and get ready," Lucas said as he distanced himself from Beca's wet self.

Beca giggled a little as he hugged her back. It was so nice to be in his embrace... So warm... So comfortable. Like hugging a teddy bear. She craved it - craved it more than was normal for a girl and her brother. She just wanted him more than she could say, and she wished he knew that. She always got so jealous when he brought around girls, couldn't he see that it killed her? She wanted to be the one to love him... To have him holding into her - kissing her.

When he looked down at her, she blushed, feeling beautiful under his gaze. He made her feel so special. She heard his words and her face contorted to one of confusion. "Get ready?" She asked softly, blushing. "Is there an event I'm forgetting about?"

Lucas laughed lightly to himself as Beca's oh-so-famous face of confusion took form. He always loved the faces she made; the way her eyebrows arched and her nose slightly scrunched up or how easily her cheeks pinkened when she blushed. Lucas had once told himself that if she weren't his own sister, man if she weren't...

"'Rents are leaving for vacation today, remember? We're going out for lunch before they leave," he explained as he walked out into the hall. "Dress warm. The snow is cold," Lucas retorted and chuckled yet again as he made his way back downstairs.

Beca smiled a little as she listened to him and she remembered. Oh right. Parents. Vacation. A whole week. It all seemed scandalous to think that she and Lucas could be alone...for a whole week - together. She wanted him to want her - and was it bad that she wanted to make it happen? She wanted him.

Beca smiled and then nodded her head, blushing lightly. "Right - thanks for that knowledge, Lukie!" She said with a smile and a giggle. Pet names... She loved calling him that. "Maybe you should be nicer and wake me up without snow!" Like maybe with a kiss... One that set her body on fire. She would love that. But she turned and started to get ready, putting that out of her mind.

{ Do you happen to have a title idea for this? }

Lucas only shook his head at that one. Lukie. Beca had been using that pet name since they were both just munchkins running around the house. For most people, it would be annoying, but for Lucas, it was normal. Comforting, rather. There was some weird chemistry he and his sister held. They have always been supportive of each other. Lucas really treasured Beca. He would do anything for her, and knew she would do the same. They never had any secrets and that's what Lucas loved the most. Beca was the one person in his life he knew he could always trust and count on to keep it that way. Music blaring from the television brought Lucas back from his thoughts as he waited patiently for Beca to join him.

[hmm - let me think :)]

Beca smiled a little as she got ready. Oh how she wanted him. Was it wrong? No... She just loved her brother - and she wanted to love her brother further. It just was one of those things that she couldn't help... She loved him... And treasured him - she knew she loved him more than any other girl ever could. Beca descended the stairs, feeling giddy. She smiled as she went down and plopped down beside him, smiling. She laid her head on his shoulder, snuggling closer while murmuring a "I'm cold!"

"You're such a baby," Lucas murmured as he didn't bother looked at Beca, but rather just he put his arm in the most casual way around her. It was so normal for them to be affectionate in this way that Lucas never thought much of it. Although, he never acted this way in front of other people. Not because he was embarrassed, it was just something that never happened. Especially if Lucas was seeing someone. He'd come to realize that Beca never cared for any of his relationships with other people. Still, it's not as though he really minded. No relationship with another girl could compare to the one he had with his sister.

Beca giggled a little at his words and then nodded her head. "Well maybe I am!" She said with a slight pout, nuzzling into the shoulder that she was leaning against. "Or maybe I just enjoy cuddling with my older brother!" She really liked cuddling with him... There was no doubt about it. It was so nice being with him like this - it made her pretend for a little that she was his. That she was his only. She wished it could be that way, and as she closed her eyes, she pretended it was. He wrapped his arms around her anyways. He had to love her! He just had to! Even if he didn't want to admit it!

Lucas looked down at Beca, "yeah, there's no maybe about it. You definitely are a baby. I'm actually surprised mom is even letting you stay home with me this week, since you're such a baby and all." He teased her but didn't move away from her. He never minded this part of their relationship, where being together was so normal, where there was no tension or awkwardness. Lucas smiled when he saw that she had closed her eyes. "Hey now! Don't be falling asleep on me. I don't want you smearing all that makeup all over my new T." He picked up the remote with his free hand and shut the tv off.

Beca closed her eyes and smiled. She was just happy to be in his embrace. It was so nice and gentle. So calm. She loved it. She loved that their was nothing awkward about their relationship - just two siblings who loved each other beyond anyone's imagination. She knew that he loved her too! She could tell it! "Well that's why you have to stay here with me - because I'm a baby!" She said softly, rolling over to lay her head in his lap. "Better?" She asked softly. "There - no makeup on your T!" She looked up at him innocently.

Lucas chuckled at her remarks and continued to sit there in the room with nothing but the sound of the wind blowing the snow outside in the background. "Yeah, whatever," Lucas rolled his eyes at her as she moved about in his lap. Lucas finally took a minute to actually look at Beca. She really was gorgeous. That he could easily admit. He let his eyes scan past her bright red pants and down to her studded boots. "You know, mom would have a fit if she saw you wearing those in the house," Lucas chimed.

Beca smiled as she watched his face. She could see him looking at her. He was really looking at her - taking in her body. At the same time, she was mesmerized by his lips. She wished they were hers. She wished she could just reach out and kiss him like crazy. Make her breathless with a simple kiss... She knew it wasn't wrong - it couldn't be wrong if they both wanted it. He was her older brother - it wasn't wrong to be attracted to someone who would never hurt her. She kicked her feet to his words and smiled, shrugging. "Well mom's not going to find out about it - is she Lukie?" She smiled.

The look she gave him as he looked her over almost made him uncomfortable. Almost. Instead, Lucas couldn't help but smile at her. She knew how to play the game and she played it well, she always has. He smirked and replied, "Well.. I guess I won't tell, but-" he cut off his own sentence and quickly attacked her sides, tickling her the way he had when they were younger. His arms were long enough that he hardly had to move himself to tickle her without her being able to really push him away.

Beca smiled up at him. She knew he caught her look - but honestly, she didn't cafe. She wanted him to see. She wanted to show him the way that she loved him... She looked up to him. She admired him. All of that was amazing. She giggled at his words and then was broken off into an eruption of laughs when he started to tickle her. She tried to push him away, but she just couldn't, so she squirmed under his touch and yelped in happiness - and laughs. "Lukie!" She screamed, giggling against him, trying to push herself away - but she only ended up in further siege of tickles with every movement.