Finding my master

e i g h t e e n

JAX

Gently stroking his hair whilst watching him sleep had to be one of the best feelings. No thoughts, no stress, only love. However, the moment is short lived, there's a lot to do today so I must wake him up, delicately tapping on his shoulder I whisper "Bailey, time to wake up now." There isn't much of a verbal response, instead more of a grunt as he nudges my hand away, "Come on Bailey, please, you know I have work today and need to get things sorted."

"Five more minutes master," he mumbles, grabbing the sheets and pulling them tightly to his body, "Please."

"Two, I need you to be a good boy today, George is a guest and Blaine will be too hungover to do anything so you are to make breakfast for us all whilst I sort Blaine out. I also may require your assistance at the office."

"Kay master," he whispers quietly, closing his eyes again "Can do whatever you ask y'know."

"I know you can pet, you're my good boy." I assure him, giving more light kisses on his forehead, "I could even go as far to say, you're the best boy."

"Really master!" his eyes open as he sits up with an adorable look of 'you're proud of me?' on his face.

"Of course, you're my best boy," without telling him, I whip the covers off uncovering his warm body, causing a gasp of surprise to leave his mouth, "Two minutes is up love, get some clothes on and make breakfast for me?"

"Yes master, can I wear your clothes today?" He questions his eyes opening wide with hope, "Pretty please, I'll be good."

"Well if you promise to be good I suppose I could find a hoodie for you to wear."

"Yes! I promise master, I'm always good!"

"I know darling, that's why I chose you, now go choose what you want and hurry getting dressed okay."

After we both finish getting ready quickly, I send him off to sort out the breakfast and I go to wake up Blaine. I pray that he isn't in a mood or hungover, but we all know that won't be the case, he must've drank at least three full bottles of wine last night. He claims that he doesn't have a problem and refuses to get help, I've asked him again and again but he always denies it.

On my way to the spare room, I bump into George looking quite lost, I forgot that it was his first morning here, "You alright?" I question.

"Yes sir, thank you, I just uh- sorry to bother you, what are we doing today, do I need to wear anything special?" he fidgets with his hands, from his looks he doesn't look like a sub at all, he is decently tall, no collar, confident but as soon as he talks to me or Blaine its like he freezes up.

"Don't be sorry, don't worry I'm not gonna hurt you don't worry," I assure him, gently resting a hand on his shoulder, "Unfortunately, there is a big event at the office today so you and Bailey will have to join, there'll be other subs there, just wear whatever." He nods in response, "Also, Bailey is making breakfast just head to the kitchen when you're ready, no rush though." I add.

"Thank you sir."

"No problem, by the way I found a place perfect for helping your mother, it is nearby and excellent facilities, I think that it would be perfect, I shall call them as soon as we arrive at the office, if there is a space then you can call her and tell her the good news."