Unknown Knowns

Do you think they know?

Sometimes on the mornings when I wake up before Ed I like to think about how his room is so perfectly painted the same color of his eyes. May shades of emerald cover the room from the forest green silk sheets on his bed to the almost grass colored chair in the corner but none of his expensive belongings fascinate me more then his walls that are the exact color of his eyes. It's almost magic seeing him when he is right next to the walls of his room they make his eyes nearly bust out of his head . Then of course I always get the memories of the night before when I pressed him up against those walls. I shift uncomfortably I move my gaze to his bare back hard and muscled. I lift my hand and brush his back lightly causing him to startle and wake.

" W what you want Gin i us scared me you know I can't fuckin wake all sudden like that."

" Sorry Ed I was just admiring your sexy ass."

I smirked reeling him in grabbing and petting his short red hair . He cuddled up to me doing his normal routine of whining and begging for attention , (Pshh spoiled brat)

"Ginnnnnnnnnn?"

️️Ed said giving extra effort to look like a kicked puppy. Oh great now he is gonna ask for something.

" Yes Edward ya fuckin rich brat what do ya want "

I spoke sarcastically letting him run his face on my chest .

"Will you be the nicest boyfriend ever and make me some waffles?"

" Really nigga ?"

I asked fake irritation dripping out of my mouth.. Slowly I stood up grabbing boxers and a t-shirt walking to the door.

"Before I leave anything else you want?"

I knew I shouldn't have asked because as soon as I finished my sentence he spoke again.

"Well since you asked I'd love if you made some coffee."

Sighing I left the room back sore from the job we did last night God can't we just work at an office and not be criminals. As I reached the kitchen of the estate I came face to face with Ed's asshole grandfather .

"Ah good morning Mr,Wuncler how are you this morning?"

"Why are you in my house?"

He asked his breathe smelling putrid and of cigars.

" Well sir your son invited me I'm actually down here to make him breakfast . "

God I fucking hate this prick.

"Ahh well you tell him next time you see him that he is a no good piece of shit and he can make his own food"

With that he sulked away eyeing my clothes once more. I looked down wondering what he was looking so suspiciously at me for when I realized I had Ed's boxers on

"Fuck"

I whispered under my breath

*****
I walked up the stairs holding Ed's waffles and coffee my hands were violently shaking and I almost spilled the coffee a million times on my way to the young heirs room. When I got there I set down his things and spoke soft but sternly .

"We might have a problem"