Ship: Nogla harem?
Top(s): Evan, Marcel, Brian, Jon & Tyler
Bottom: Nogla
AU: /
Setting: Team 6 house
Type: Fluff
Warning ⚠️: Swearing, flirting, maybe jealously?
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Nogla's pov-
A loud yawn ripped from my mouth as I stretched, my body aching in all the right places. I then jolted mid stretch, surprised as three loud bangs sounded from my door.
"Hey Nogla! Me and the guys are gonna be out for a while! We're gonna head to the mall, so just text if you need anything! Oh, and breakfast is in the kitchen!" Tyler shouted from the hallway. I hummed in response before slowing dragging myself out of bed.
"He ruined my stretch..." I muttered to myself, pouting as I waddled over to the bathroom.
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After a shower and well needed shit, I walked into the kitchen, seeing a big ass mess. I sighed as I picked up the plate full of food from off the counter. Yeah, as much as I like when the guys make food, they always leave a huge mess. I sat down and stabbed a fork into one of the pancakes.
I can't really blame them though. They try their hardest to keep the house clean, let alone remember to pay their part of the rent. They simply just forget. Not like I really care though. I actually enjoy cleaning after them. It makes me feel like a sort of mother figure to them. I guess that's how Brock feels whenever we'd all hang out and he'd have to be the responsible one.
I grabbed my dishes once I finished my plate, walking them over to the sink. I started with the rest of the dishes. Grabbing them from around the room and setting them all in the sink. It was kind of funny, since I could tell where everyone was eating at.
There was a plate in the kitchen, only one at the dining table, one in the living room, one on the picnic table outside, and I had to search for the last one. It was in Evans room. I sighed once all the dishes were in the sink, finally starting the water to wash them.
I hummed in satisfaction once the warm water hit my skin, dripping down my palms and into the cold sink. Washing dishes was always calming to me. A sort of meditation. The only thing missing was a window above the sink. A nice view of the street or maybe even the backyard. I looked up, to see a plain white wall. Definitely not a window.
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It only took a few minutes, but once all the dishes were washed, dried and put back into the cupboards, I made my way over to the storage closet. It was rarely to almost unused by the guys, so I'm the only one that really uses it.
I opened the door, and pulled out the broom. Most of the house was tile floor, so it was easy to make a mess. Especially when the guys eat all day while carrying food around, it was easy to collect crumbs on the floor.
I began to sweep, staring from the front, then to the back of the house. It was quiet, and it was sort of off-putting. I'm used to all the loud commotion that usually goes around the house, since the guys are always up and doing something. I set the broom against the wall, and pulled out my phone.
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bbs one shots
Random*Rewrote the description because the one I had for two years was awful 😭* Anyways, yes this is a BBS one shots book. I will say, the begining chapters are completely ass but I'm too damn sentimental and don't want to take them down, nor edit them t...
