Having the most insane thoughts of Ace's brother... being his underclassman and hanging out with him more then any of your classmates because he's just so cool... and he treats you like one of his own friends... Having questionable rendezvouses at the top of buildings, leaning off the very edge, watching the city spark to life underneath both of your feet. Being so high up that the entire world seems like toys, zooming around below both of you. Young and feeling like giants. Maybe Ace's brother is one of those trick skateboarders as well, calling you out at ungodly hours of the night to skate off into some abandoned carpark. Spray cans tucked under his arms, he's fond of spray-painting hearts all over the walls, carefully angling it so all the hearts seem to be flying right towards you- Maybe he teaches you to ride a skateboard. Hands intertwined with yours, running fast to make the board skid all over the place. You yelp, clawing at his shoulders for purchase. But all he does is laugh, arms snaking around your waist, lifting you up as high as he can. Spinning you round and round, falling straight on his rear, hands still cradling you, laughter echoing into the night...
Perhaps he's a little bit of a smoker. A social one, of course, but a part of him would rather not... maybe you ask him for one, just to try... He'll breathe the smoke straight into your face, chuckling at the way you squint and cough ever so cutely. Sorry, sweetheart, this is all his~ Sweets and lollipops are probably better things to graze those delicate lips with... or would you rather like him on those lips? Aahahaha, he's just kidding. Here, he'll bum you a smoke. A lighter? He doesn't have one on hand... man, don't look at him like that, he really doesn't... Ace's brother brings his face closer to yours, his cigarette touching the very end of yours. Close enough for sparks to fly from his cigarette to yours. Close enough for you to feel his warm, tobacco scented breath waft across your cheeks, like a lover's gentle touch. There, just hold still for a moment, 'kay?
Let the fire catch on properly, sweetheart.
