Gravity✅

Chapter Five

I was standing at the stove cooking one of my brother's favorite meals when the boys all walked through the front door. I took a moment to peek around the wall to see Dom collapse face first into the couch, Parker and Kai doing something similar as they plopped into the other chairs around the living room.

"I'm going to take a shower!" Alix called out into the room.

"But I need one too!" Ian whined, but by then I was already back to focusing on the stove. I didn't want to face him right now, not after the conversation Dominic and I had earlier. I just felt like Ian could see into my soul and see exactly what was bothering me.

"First one to the bathroom then?" Alix challenged.

I didn't even have to see them to know that both rocketed off toward the bathroom, most likely pushing and shoving one another just to get there. But I didn't focus on that long as the youngest member walked into the kitchen sleepily rubbing his eyes.

"Hey, Dove, do I have enough time to maybe go take a small nap before dinner is ready?" He asked through a yawn.

"Yeah, you're good." I told him with a soft smile his ways. "I'll wake you up in a little bit then."

"Can you do the same for me?" Will asked, coming in after Stiles stumbled out. "I'm going up to take a nap too; practice was a killer."

I nodded, turning my back to him and facing the stove once more. Just then Rixon stepped in beside me, I hadn't noticed him come in but he didn't ask before helping me cut some of the onions I had forgotten to start.

"Thank you." I mumbled shyly.

"No problem." He answered back. "How much do you need?"

Peeking over at his hands that chopped away at the onions, I noticed they were in perfect tiny pieces. His hands moved quickly as if he was a pro and for some reason I couldn't take my eyes off them. Though I had to pull myself from those thoughts just to answer him, but why was I stuck admiring his hands?

"The whole thing." I answered. "I'm making a soup that Dominic and I used to love when our mother would cook. I'm kinda using this as an apology for scaring him earlier."

"What to talk about it?" He asked. "Or have an unbiased opinion for that matter?"

I sighed softly as I moved next to him, grabbing the other cutting board and chopping up the carrots. I took a moment to think to myself before finally speaking, maybe an unbiased opinion would be better than my brother or boyfriend. "Ian so badly wants us to be soulmates, but here I am not able to tell him a simple 'I love you'. I've thought about ending it but I also don't want to hurt him. And earlier my brother brought up a good point because I don't want to be with San when I meet or find my actual soulmate.

"I feel like I would definitely choose my soulmate over San but I don't think I'm capable of breaking up with Ian without deeply hurting him. He really is important to me but I just don't know anymore." I let the last part come out in a soft whisper.

"Have you and Ian ever talked about what would happen if you did find your soulmate? If it's not him, I mean." Rixon asked me softly.

"He's always steered clear away from that conversation when we first started dating." I told him. "And after a while I just kinda stopped asking him before eventually forgetting to ever bring it up again."

Rixon stopped his cutting, pacing the knife down on the cutting board and pushing said board a little further onto the counter. He turned toward me, his hip pressed against the counter, but I almost didn't want to look up at him but he reached over to stop me from cutting further. I stilled at his movements, letting him turn me to face him and letting his soft voice fill my ears.