Why is my sister acting so friendly?

You finished brushing your teeth and taking your shower. Luckily, your underwear didn't get soaked in cum last night just like the last two nights. That was starting to get really annoying.

After finishing up your hygienic routine, you exit your room to go downstairs. At that moment, Shelly came out of her room with nothing but a towel on, and she positioned it just low enough where you can almost see the top of her nipples.

Seeing her nearly naked again reminded you of last night's accidental peepshow. Something you desperately wish to forget but still can't, as the image of your sister roughly fingering herself while sniffing on something has been glued on your brain and stapled shut.

Soemthing you've also been trying to keep out of your mind was how the thing she was sniffing had a color that was similar to the underwear you couldn't find last night...

Nononono, it couldn't be. It can't possibly be. Your sister doesn't think of you like that, you would know since you've spent your entire life living with her. She hates it when you go to her room, she hates it when you go through her things, and she definitely hates it when you-

"Good morning, little brother." Shelly interrupted your inner monologue, giving a small wave and an embarassed smile. She closely held the towel to cover her boobs, but didn't seem to be in a rush to go back in her room to get clothes to cover herself up.

"Uh, ugh, morning?" You wave back, caught off guard.

When was the last time your sister ever said good morning to you?

Surprising you further, she walked up to you until you stood face to face. Or I guess in this case, face to boobs, since she was a head taller than you.

It was a bit difficult, but you willed yourself to look away from her chest and maintain perfect eye contact.

"Um... Hope you slept well?" She asked nervously.

"Y-...Yeah." You nodded, "How about you?"

"...It was great ~..." She giggled to herself, almost like she was remembering an in-joke.

"Okay... That's good?" You blinked awkwardly, having no idea how to react to that. So instead, you tried to walk past her to get down to the dinner table, "Okay, so I'll just be going now-"

Shelly stepped in front you with an smile.

You tried again on the other side, and she stepped in front of you again.

"Okay." You awkwardly scratched your head, "Did you need something else?"

"Where's my good morning hug?" She asked, smiling sweetly with a heavy blush.

Good morning hug? What?

Oh right, way back when you were just a kid, you always wanted to give your sister and your mom a good morning hug. It was just a cute little habit that you eventually stopped doing as you got older. You kinda grew out of it since your sister started hating your morning hugs once she got into her middle school years.

It's been years since then. Why is she suddenly bringing it back now?

"Sis, I haven't done something like that in a long time... I'm too old for it. Besides, when did you start missing those good morning hugs?"

"Well, I-I mean, I just realized that I haven't been spending enough quality time with my own brother lately. We used to get along great back when we were kids... I don't want us growing up disconnected as adults and then stop interacting with each other, you know?" She explained, almost improvising everything on the spot. Tying her towel in a very loose knot that looks like it could fall off any moment from just a simple tug, she outstretched her arms, "Come on, you're never too old for a hug from your sister..."

You know she has an agenda under this thinly veiled sweet exterior. You know she's doing this for some secret nefarious plot. She's obviously lying through her teeth for some reason or another.

Why is she doing this? Why is she torturing you? Is this payback? Did she know you peeped on her while she was masturbating? Is she getting ****? Does she have some sort of fucking airhorn hidden up her ass that she'll use to make you deaf the moment you press your face against those giant boobs of hers?!

You know what, fine. If letting her get payback is all it takes to let both of you forget last night ever happened, then it's fucking worth it because you do not want this to bite you in the ass later in the future.

"Fine..." You sighed, closing your eyes and bracing yourself for whatever she's planning as you walked forward in her arms.

You felt her hands wrap around your head and pull you in with your face right between her boobs, the towel being the only thin line that separates you from making face-to-skin contact.

Brace for it... Brace for it... DON'T GET A FUCKING BONER AND JUST FUCKING BRACE FOR IT.

...

You heard your sister give a pleasant sigh.

But other than that, nothing.

You opened your eyes. Her hands are still holding your head against her boobs.

You look up to see her giving you a dreamy look on her face.

"I've missed this."

...

Okay, so she wasn't trying to prank you or punish you or anything. She seriously just wanted to hug you.

Huh.

Welp, this is getting awkward, so yeah.

You slowly loosen yourself away from her and walked around, "Well, that was nice, but we should really hurry up and get going. We'll be late for school."

You quickly distanced yourself from her and ran down the stairs, only just barely hearing your sister mutter sadly, "Oh... Okay...."