Finding my master

f o u r t e e n

BAILEY

Waking up encased in Jax's arms was pure bliss, I couldn't help but lean in closer to his chest as he tightened his grip around my waist.

I decided that these mornings are my favourite, much better than being woken up to my dad yelling at me to make him breakfast. I could never miss that.

"Morning baby" he mutters in his sleepy voice.

"That's hot," I whisper back "Always talk like that."

"I'll see what I can do sweetheart." he says a little louder has he rolls over, "Woah, it's already twelve thirty, we should think about getting up love."

I whine "nooo," pulling Jax back to cuddle me.

"I guess we can cuddle for five more minutes."

"Yay, thank you!"

When I am eventually forced out of the warm paradise by Jax, I wandered downstairs whilst waiting for him to get dressed. Sitting at the table was Blaine just casually sipping more wine.

"Good morning sir." I say, as I walk into the room.

"Morning Bailey, guessing I got pretty drunk last night for me to end up here." he replied, in a slightly slurred voice, had he got drunk again?

Not knowing how to respectfully answer, I stall slightly until luckily Jax walks into the room and saves me, "Drunk is an understatement, you could barely stand up I had to carry you like a drunk teenager to the spare room where you passed out straight away, is that more fucking wine you're drinking?"

"Yeah course." He laughs in reply.

"Can you just stop getting drunk, you act like such a sub, and I'm the one taking care of you."

"Want some?" Blaine turns to me completley disregarding what Jax said.

"N-no thank you sir." "Blaine, stop drinking that shit and go home, I can't be bothered to deal with you right now, you're my best friend and all but I really don't care, I'm spending the day with Bailey."

"Kay! See ya!" He replies as he staggers out of the door. Blaine confuses me, at work he is this serious Dominant figure who can be pretty scary but just then he was acting all drunk and stupid.

Dom's confuse me.

"Well, I wasn't expecting him to listen that easily, want pancakes now?" Jax says surprisingly.

"Yes please, can I help make them?" I reply, excited to get to spend the day with him!

As Jax goes to get the ingredients, I set up the counter with all of the stuff we need. It doesn't take long till Jax is standing behind me guiding my hands and helping me measure out the correct measurements. I don't really need his help but I pretend to so I can feel his arms around my body.

I don't usually flip pancakes because I'm terrible at it, but when Jax convinces me to have a go so I decide to try. I heat the pan and pour the mixture into it, it all seems to be going well until its time to flip it. Reluctantly, I hold the pan and as Jax gives me the nod I attempt to flip it, I say attempt because it ended up on the floor.