Holy. f**k.
Now that I had acknowledged my crush on my little brother, all the little things began to sparkle about him. He looked SO much better in the outfits I had picked out; shirts that now fit well complemented jeans that didn't sag. Even in everyday attire, he looked like someone who gave a s**t.
With his acne gone and his weird, patchy stubble shaved off, he looked put together. Like I said, he's not the cutest guy ever, but he's Jonathan, he's a really good dude, and I found myself liking even the parts of him that I would call "not cute". Ugh, that description sucks, but, like...
Okay, imagine a guy with flaws. Now, imagine ignoring those flaws, and allowing him to be a real person with a personality, and that personality is what makes you attracted to them. That's a bit of wh
