Not Dead

Chapter Twenty - Baking and Talking

Your P.O.V.

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I wake up still being held by Gustav. I smile kissing his nose. His face scrunches and he slowly wakes up.

"Good morning my sweet, did you sleep well?" I nod.

"Yeah, I'm sore though." He chuckles.

"I'm sorry, do you want me to carry you?"

"Yes please." He smiles and sits up. I go to sit up too but he stops me.

"Hold on, I should grab you something to wear." I look down at myself. Oh yeah, I'm still naked. He goes through my dresser, grabs me some clothes, and comes back to me.

"Do you need any help?" I go to stand up and nearly fall over.

"Yeah but only to stand." He brings my clothes over and helps me stand after I get dressed. While he's helping me stand he picks me up carrying me. He carries me downstairs and places me on the couch holding me close. Bill is sitting in the chair across from the couch drinking some tea.

"I'm assuming it was good considering you can't walk." I almost choke on air as he says this. He laughs at my reaction and takes a sip of his tea. Tom comes downstairs seemingly full of energy. He sees me and Gustav and smirks.

"Thank you Gustav, I feel like I could fight God." I flush red and glare at Tom.

"You need to keep your mouth shut." He smirks.

"Why don't you come shut me up, oh wait you can't, you can barely walk." He laughs at his own joke and I sit there and frown. Gustav sighs.

"Why do you guys have to fight all the time?" I chuckle.

"At this point, I just think this is how we communicate." Tom joins us on the couch and ruffles my hair. I lean on Gustav burying myself in his warmth. Georg sits on the arm of chair across from the couch and speaks.

"Do you have class today?" I shake my head.

"No, the professor for the class is sick so I don't have that class today." Bill perks up.

"Oh, we should have like a slumber party." I look up at Bill confused.

"How'd you know about that?" He chuckles.

"I read about it in a book, no I've just heard about it in passing in the past so I wanted to try it." I nod.

"Okay, but I'd have to make some snacks because I do not trust any of you to cook." I sit up on Gustav and attempt to stand. I can hold myself up better but it's difficult. Tom laughs from the couch and stands up.

"Need help?" I look up at him.

"Ha ha very funny, of course I need help." He smirks grabbing my hand. The pain in my legs subsides and I can finally walk again. I sigh in relief and head over to the kitchen to start making some snacks. Tom follows me and sits on a bar stool in front of the counter. I look at him as I'm getting ingredients for cupcakes out of the cabinets.

"So, what's up Tom?" He smirks at me.

"I thought I could help. Since you shouldn't be doing all the cooking by yourself." I smile.

"Sure but no funny business." He stands and puts his hands up in defense.

"I wouldn't dream of it." I start putting the dry ingredients into a bowl with Tom looking over my shoulder at what I'm doing. I put in the wet ingredients and hand him the bowl and a spatula.

"Mix this till all the lumps go away." He rolls his eyes and starts mixing. I throw some popcorn in the microwave. I put some other snacks into some bowls and Tom turns to me.

"I think it's done." I take the bowl from his hands and run the spatula through the batter.

"Good job, it's perfectly smooth." I get out a cupcake pan and some cupcake wrappers. I place the wrappers into the pan and gently pour the batter into the wrappers. Once I'm done I place them in the oven. I start a timer on my phone. I sit on a bar stool and Tom sits next to me. He leans his head on my shoulder.

"So what do we do now?"

"We wait." He removes his head from my shoulder. I turn to him and he smirks at me.

"We could make out while we wait." I roll my eyes and push his shoulder.

"You always wanna make out or have sex, why don't you ever just want to talk?" He shrugs his shoulders.

"Talking is more Bill's thing than mine, he could talk all day if you let him. Once I took him to a party so we could feed and he ended up finding a girl who liked something he was interested in. He ended up talking to that girl for like three hours." He laughs at the memory and I smile at him.

"You must really care about him." He smiles.

"Yeah, I have to he's my little brother after all. I mean he's not too much younger than me, he's actually only ten minutes younger but I still feel like I have to take care of him you know?" I nod my head.

"Of course, just like I have the natural urge to take care of all of you." He smiles but that gentle smile soon transforms into a smirk.

"You know how you could take care of me?" He pauses before continuing his joke.

"We could make out." I kick the bar stool he's sitting on and he laughs.

"I'm pretty sure you're full mister 'I could fight God.'" He laughs and I start to laugh with him. The timer on my phone goes off and I stand up grabbing a couple of towels to get the cupcakes out without burning myself. I place the cupcakes on the counter and smile. Tom comes up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist and placing his head on my shoulder.

"So is there more waiting involved." I chuckle.

"Yes, we have to wait for them to cool so that the icing doesn't melt." He sighs.

"Why does baking have to involve so much waiting?" I smile turning to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"That's just how it is Tom." I remove his arms from my waist and head over to the living room where the others are hanging out. Tom shouts from the kitchen.

"YOU MISSED!" I laugh and sit in Gustav's lap hugging him. He gives me a kiss on the head.

I smile to myself taking in the peacefulness of this moment.