The Model and 8 brothers - Completed

Part 41

About 10 minutes we arrive home and I manage to sneak both girls up to our spare rooms so they could get showered, I gave them some of my clothes since I don't think we'll be getting any sleep tonight, seeing as it is 4 am and we need to meet the rest of the mafia at 10. Joey went to his room to get in the shower and I went to mine.

"Everyone out of my room or I will shoot you," I yell, making everyone rush out of the weapons room and out of my room.

"Eww," Eli cringes

"Shut up, it's blood, not nuclear waste..." I spit and he runs out.

I go into my bathroom, ready to wash all of this blood off of me, I look in the mirror and see my knuckles still all busted up from punching the bag in the gym earlier. I turn the shower on and get undressed whilst it warms up, grabbing a towel and hanging it on the heater.

I wash my hair with shampoo and conditioner, shave, wash my body, have a little sing-song, you know how it goes.

My fifteenth world tour later, I finally got out of the shower, grabbing the now warm towel and wrapping one around my body and then one around my hair. I brush my teeth and then blow dry my hair in front of the bathroom mirror.

I open up my bathroom to see a very stressed-looking Joey sitting at the edge of my bed. He is wearing a black dress shirt, rolled up to the elbows, black dress pants, and black shoes. I walk over to him, holding my towel to make sure it doesn't fall.

I sit next to him and grab his hand, leaning my head on his shoulder and playing with his rings.

"Do you wanna talk?" I ask, kissing just behind his ear.

He shakes his head no and I nod my head in understanding.

"Do you wanna help pick out my outfit?" I question

"Sure princess," He says, his voice breaking. What is going on?.

He stands up and then helps me up, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead.

"Amor, do you know if the girls are ready yet?" I ask, he looks at me, questioning my choice of nickname, but then just shakes his head no again.

We walk into my closet hand-in-hand.

He grabs my phone and connects it to my built-in speakers and starts playing White Air Forces by Pat. We laugh together and start pulling outfits out.

I swear he pulled out a unicorn onesie at one point.

Then he decided to go to my undergarments drawer.

"No Joey stop!" I squeal, jumping on his back. By now I did just chuck on a hoodie and some shorts though, so I'm not naked you dirty-minded mfs.

"Why what's in here?" He laughs.

I get off of his back and give him a look, he smiles and then raises his hands in surrender.

"Alright, fine!! Put this on," He chucks me an actually decent outfit.

"Thanks, amor, I'll put it on now." I kiss him on the cheek before shoving him out of the closet.

I get changed and then let him back in again.

"You look... gorgeous princess," He tells me, ogling at me.

I grab my meds and take them all before going to sit down at my vanity.

Joey sits behind me and brushes my hair, without me even asking.

"Well aren't you sweet," I coo, still trying to figure out what he was worried about earlier.

He laughs but continues to brush it.