~ Sunday Morning~
You just woke up, it's 11:02 am. Austin is knocked the hell out, you tired him out last night. His messy hair, tired eyes, and his soft skin complement the sun shining through the curtains.
You get out of bed and put on your slippers. You have no clue what to do but you didn't feel like going out. You decide to cook, and you think about what to make. You browse the internet for brunch ideas.
Avocado toast? No Bacon and eggs? No French onion soup? What the hell, No.
Then it comes to you, Peanut butter and jelly. It's Austin's favorite food and you couldn't imagine how homesick he was feeling after being away for so long. You go to your pantry and find the peanut butter and wonder bread. You go into the fridge and realize you only have strawberry jelly, not grape jelly.
You didn't feel like going out but you know how important it is that it's grape jelly. You put on your shoes, and jacket and grab your wallet to go to The Nomikos corner store right down the street.
You enter the store
"Hi, Mr. Nomiko!"
"Hi Y/N! What can I help you with today!" Mr. Nomiko asks you
"I know you're not a grocery store so you don't sell ingredients but do you have any grape jelly by any chance?"
"Hmmm follow me."
He comes from behind the counter in a dirty forest green apron, white and blue striped collared shirt, black slacks, and dirty white sneakers. I follow him to the aisle where the canned food is.
"Ahh, here we are!" Mr. Nomiko says cheerfully As he grabs a plastic jar of Welch's grape jelly
"Perfect!" I say cheerfully as we start to walk to the counter
"Anything else?" He questions
"No that's it thank you so much Mr.Nomiko."
"Of course." He says ringing me up "$3.19, do you need a bag?"
"No thank you." I say handing him a 5-dollar bill "I don't need change, have a great rest of your day, make sure to tell Mrs. Nomiko I said hi. Bye-bye."
"I will, bye Y/N thanks for stopping by."
You arrive back home and put the jelly in the fridge, it doesn't taste as good at room temperature. You go back into the room to find Austin isn't there. You don't hear any water running where is he? You call his phone and find it under his pillow, he's definitely still here.
You hear faint sounds coming from the bathroom, and noticed the door is cracked.
You instantly remember he has lunch with Baz at 1:30 pm he's probably getting ready.
You creep up closer to the door in an attempt to scare him, you grab onto the door handle and peek your eye into the bathroom, you see him in the bathtub with his head tilted back.
"H-" you say in an attempt to jump scare him but it turns out to be a quiet breath, you notice something.
His arm is moving and he's breathing really heavily. You breathe as quietly as you can and hold still so you can hear him hoping he won't notice you.
Breathy shaky moans from the bathroom, he closes his eyes and bites his lip trying to contain himself.
So many thoughts are going through your head. Who is he thinking about? Why didn't he wait until you got home to take care of himself? Why now? He better not be thinking of some other girls. He must've not been as tired as you thought.
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