𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔. <𝟑

I was expecting to be woken up by the sound of my alarm blaring in my ears, yet, I was woken up by the smell of something. I raised my brow at the scent of pancakes, bacon, and maybe, eggs? That's odd, Elijah doesn't know how to cook.

I grabbed my phone and looked to see my alarm was supposed to wake me in 30 minutes. I groaned and got up. I figured if I was gonna get woken up 30 minutes before I have too I'm gonna ATLEAST get something good out of it.

I put on some sweats since I usually sleep naked, well, before Jayden started staying here. I don't mind it, it's just I sometimes miss the feeling of sleeping naked without having to worry about my brother's friend seeing my dick.

I rubbed my eyes as I walked down the stairs to be greeted by a warm smile and soft humming and the sounds of food cooking. The sight I saw almost instantly made my heart melt. It was him, in shorts, a oversized sweatshirt, and some headphones on his head. If I wasn't in love before I can say I am now.

The sight made me want it everyday. I fought the urge to hug him and kiss his lips. His soft and sweet lips. Those eyes were gonna be the death of me one day, and honestly, I'd die happy.

"Hey pretty boy, making breakfast?" I asked. He was still smiling and humming to himself. I don't think he noticed I was there. Well, not until I walked over and hovered over him. He practically squealed when he saw me.

"Don't do that! You scared the crap out of me!" He said with panting breaths as he put his hands on his knees and bent over slightly. One hand over his heart dramatically. I laughed and sat at the counter.

"You making breakfast for everyone or just you?" I asked and he looked at me with a, 'are you dumb?' look. "Naw, I'm gonna let you guys starve after everything you've done for me. I'm making it for the house, idiot." He mumbled the last part but I heard it.

"Hey, I'm not an idiot! I have all A's!" I said with a huff as I crossed my arms. He scoffed and looked back at me. "What's 4+4?" "9. Oh, wait!" I said as he had already bursted into laughter. I blushed as he used my embarrassment for his own amusement.

"I mean 8! I meant 8! Jayden I will kill you if you don't shut up!" I warned as he continued to laugh. He then continued to laugh as he tried to calm himself down.

"Oh, really? Do you know how?" He asked as he almost fell to the ground with laughter. I groaned and went over to turn off the stove and put the food that were on the pans in their designated areas before I tackled him to the ground. He continued to laugh and laughed harder as I started to tickle him mercilessly. He started to cry and his laughter could basically be heard throughout the house.

I guess it could since it woke Elijah up. "Could you idiots shut the hell up?! It's like 6 o 'clock in the morning!" He yelled. "I'm not an idiot, but he is, Mr. 8+8 is 9!" Jayden yelled as I diverted my attention back to him and tickled him more.

"If you guys are gonna do that weird couple shit can you do it somewhere more private? I don't wanna know that my brother and my best friend were fucking in the kitchen." Elijah said as he sat down on a stool, a blanket wrapped around his body as he hunched forward.

Me and Jayden were a blushing mess as we scrambled off the floor. Jayden had seemed to stop laughing as he avoided my gaze.

"You dumbass we aren't a couple! He was just laughing and I decided to tickle him til he couldn't take it and gave up." I said with a proud grin on my face while Elijah visibly gagged.

"Ew! Word that differently you weirdo!" He said as he stuck out his tongue in disgust. I raised a brow til I realized what he said. My eyes went wide as I looked over at Jayden then back at Elijah then back and forth.