Your Mythology

14- A Relaxing Morning

~Daysia POV~

"How about I make some breakfast while you try to get her out of the bed?" Reese suggested, making me smile and nod my head. "Okay," I agreed then pulled her into a kiss. "Goodmorning, beautiful," I muffled against her lips. 

She let out a soft giggle then rubbed the side of my face. "Goodmorning, baby," she laughed then went to the sink to wash her hands. I went upstairs and started a bath for Klene before I went to her sprawled out in the middle of the bed. "Kiwi?" I called, tracing the tear stains on her face. 

I leaned down and started kissing over her face. She let out a groan in response to my kisses. "Wake up, babe," I cooed, turning her over. When she started stretching, I smiled in triumph knowing that she's about to get up for the day. 

"What time is it?" She asked then looked towards her window instead of the clock. "It's almost ten?" She asked, making me look at the clock and indeed see it's ten forty-five. "How did you know that by looking outside?" I asked, highly impressed. 

She shot me a smile then ran her fingers through her hair. "After living for so long, you start to tell time by the position of the sun or the shadows from the trees and buildings," she informed me. "Would you teach me?" I asked, causing her to laugh and sit up. 

"Of course, sweetheart," she giggled. "Your bath is ready," I hummed, getting up then head to the bathroom to stop the water. 

"Reese cooking?" She asked, making me laugh and nod my head. "Well, let's not keep her waiting," she winked then started taking off her clothes. 

When she looked in the mirror, she immediately let out a sigh then washed last night's tears from her face. "Will you be joining me?" She asked, but I shook my head. "Me and Reesee Cup showered already," I hummed, immediately hearing her let out a sigh while getting into the water. 

"Do you want some privacy, babe?" I asked, leaning against the sink. "If I tell you no, I know you will not give me the privacy. Hell, I wouldn't let you give me that," she chuckled, making me laugh and hop on top of the counter. 

I watched her bathe while holding random conversations with her. "Ducky?" She suddenly called, making me look at her with my full attention. She only calls me that when it's very much serious. 

She got out the tub, allowing me to hold the towel open for her. "Was I wrong for leaving the way I did?" She asked as I wrapped the towel around her perfect body. "Why do you ask that, love?" I asked, wrapping my legs around her. 

"I don't know. Yesterday is just fucking with me and Ryan," she trailed off then reached behind me and grabbed her toothbrush. "You were emotional, and you needed time to yourself or away from the situation," I said as she began brushing her teeth. 

"But I also think that you should settle it for the sake of you and Ryan's mentality," I added in. "Yeah, I know," she replied then bent down to spit out the paste. 

I hopped down then kissed her cheek. "I'm going to go check on Reesee Cup," I whispered then went back downstairs. 

Before I could fully make it in the kitchen, I saw Reese moving around the kitchen while singing to whatever song she was playing in her ear. I leaned against the wall and watched her sway her hips.

All I can say is damn, damn, damn. Deja hummed.

I know. I mumbled.

I bet she would love if we snuck up on her and started fingering her. Deja snickered evilly. 

YOU would love to do some shit like that. I scoffed then went up on her. 

You're just too pussy to do it. I bet Ryan would. She grumbled.

I ignored Deja while wrapping my arms around Reese. She turned her head to see who's holding her before she pulled her airpods out and went back to cooking. "She's up?" She asked, earning a hum. 

I looked to see what she was making and immediately licked my lips. "Shrimp and grits with beef sausages?" I asked, immediately hearing her laugh and hold up a cooked shrimp. "I love you," I muffled, enjoying the flavors that she put on it. 

"I love you too, baby. The food is almost ready, so can you go get our wife?" She asked, making me smile wider and nod. 

"Oh, wifey!" I shout then skipped out the kitchen. As soon as I turned the corner to go upstairs, I ran into Klene. "Hey," she giggled then pressed me to the wall. "Wife has a good ring to it," she hummed while tilting my head up.

I immediately blushed and wrapped my arms around her waist. "I know," I hummed before she leaned in and kissed me. "I told you to get her for breakfast, Ducky," Reese giggled, making Klene pull away. 

"I'm the one trapped to the wall, Reesee Cup," I blushed, but Klene wrapped her hand around her throat and pulled her in. "I'm staring at my breakfast right now," she smirked then smashed her lips into Reese's. 

She let out a moan as I watched them both make out in front of me. Reese had to pull away and take a deep breath before the kiss turned into something else. "I don't want your uh food to get cold," she stumbled then quickly went back to the kitchen. 

When Klene turned towards me, she licked her lips then leaned in. "Let's go eat, love," she said while looking down at my lips. I could only nod my head and move before she had me pinned against the wall again.

You would love to be pinned between her and the wall. Deja scoffed. 

I rather it be between her and Reese. I corrected. 

Damn, my bad then. She laughed. 

I helped Reese put the food into the bowls and place them on the table. "This is artwork, baby. You sure you're not a professional cook already?" Klene asked while taking a picture of her breakfast. 

"I used to watch a lot of cooking videos before I started actually making the dishes. Ask Daysia," she giggled and I immediately started nodding my head. "Well, I will gladly savor this once you two take a seat," she said.

I grabbed her container of juice then placed it down on the table. "Dig in," Reese snickered once we all got situated. 

Klene was first to take a bite. "Damn, the grits has cheese?" She asked, earning a nod from me and Reese. "This. This is good," she said then leaned over and kissed her cheek. "This is some talent," she complimented her, and I was so proud of her. 

She really is good with food and that's why I always liked for her to cook besides me getting to watch her. Becoming a chef is her plan B if this college thing didn't work out for her. Either way, I'm going to support her in every step.
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"What about Nugget? Because he's so cute and small," Reese suggested, making me and Klene glance at each other. "But he will grow to a chicken tender," I said and Klene immediately started laughing. 

Reese squinted her eyes then folded her arms. "Then I'ma smoosh your ass to a chicken patty," she threatened. I held my hands up and watch her eyes squint at me. "How about Arlo?" Klene suggested. 

"He's still my nugget," Reese huffed then went to the kitchen. I leaned against Klene then looked at my nails. "Reese, baby?" She called, causing her to come back with her hoodie on backwards. "Why-" I started to ask, but seeing the puppy's head pop up made me pout and open my arms. 

"That's cute," I laughed, causing her to smile and get on the couch. "He's comfy in here. Ain't that right, Arlo?" She cooed. "What happened-" Klene started to ask, but she looked at her with a raised eyebrow. 

She quickly shut up then turned on the TV. "What you two want to watch?"