#brokenbytheinternet

"It’s my brother, Tommy." He explains. "And it’s really not that weird."

It is, of course. Not only is Grant her best friend’s older brother, but he’s objectively the most popular guy in their senior class, and the fact that he invited her to go to Trip’s Halloween party with him was a big enough deal. Then he called it a date and suggested they wear matching costumes.

(She nearly stops breathing at the suggestion. She found out later that the idea had been Skye’s, and really that made more sense because Grant didn’t seem like the matching costumes type.)

His face grows apologetic, and it puts her on guard instantly. “Look about Tommy, I sort of have to take him trick or treating this year,” he explains uncomfortably. “Skye was supposed to do it, but she bailed. So I hope you don’t mind.”

She shakes her head furiously, even though she can feel an uncomfortable lump in her throat that tells her that she very much minds. “No,” she croaks, “Not at all.”

"Cool," his face brightens. "Tommy," he bellows over his shoulder. "Let’s go." He turns back towards her. "Shall we?"

This surprises her. “Wait, what?”

"You’re coming with us, right?" He looks adorably confused as he stares at her.

"You want me to?" She counters.

He pauses for a moment. “Yeah, that’s what I meant.”

"Oh," she relaxes, feeling a bit stupid. "I thought you were blowing me off."

His eyes widen. “No way,” he shakes head. “I want you to come with us. And when it’s done, we’ll head over to Trip’s party. We’ll just be late, that’s all. Jemma,” he sighs with a happy smile, taking a steps towards her. He cups her cheek, “I really like you.”

(And they’re late to Trip’s party, but not just because they have to take Tommy trick or treating.