Chapter 2: IT GIRL By Aliyah's Interlude

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Vincent would like to say he was a one and a lifetime catch, the upcoming top model, new and on the rise to fame. And beauty's like him need their sleep, so jolting up suddenly to cold water being spread at him by a spray bottle was not what he was expecting.

"Oh sleeping charming is finally awake,"

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?" He exclaimed, a perfect example of a wet cat.

"You weren't waking up from your eternal slumber from my other attempts" was all he received. Vincent threw a pillow at him for that, even if he knew the pillow would be easily dodge.

"Now get up and come eat breakfast, Vinny, Yami is waiting for you and me to come."

Vincent groaned to himself, throwing himself back into soft covers of their bed and for extra dramatics a pillow over the face. To hide from the view of his husband's disapproval.

"Vincent I'll count to ten and if you're not here, dressed and eating breakfast by the time I go and prepare your tea, guess what I'm gonna be taking from you?" drawled his 'evil husband.'

After Vincent heard the clear threat, he had never gotten up so fast in his life and gotten dressed.

Dante leaned smugly by the entrance of the doorway with a look of amusement. Turning around to go and see what their wife was doing now. Already knowing that his drama queen of a husband will be down to eat with them in no time.

Vincent threw a weak attempt of a glare at Dante back but decided he didn't want to get caught so he changed his attitude for the better. Alis, Vincent still got ready at the thought of seeing their wife and to watch Dante work up a sweat doing house chores, while he drinks his well deserved tea.

"Hello my beloved husband and wife, I have blessed you with my presence, instead of sleeping in!"All Vincent received was a groan of annoyance by his husband that retrieved him earlier and a laugh for his fashionable late entrance by his Wife, for not wanting to get up.

Slumping on top of his dear wife, Vincent thought it would be a wonderful idea to tease their husband.

"Aw what a pity, you already told my sweet darling pookie wookie bear of my plans" he whined, "How cruel of you to do." he wooed, leaning more of his body weight on poor Yami to empathize with his dramatics.

Dante rolled his eyes at Vincent's dramatic display, "Vincent do me a favor." drawled Dante, Vincent doing a lazy salute of attempt to act like he was hearing. "Get off Yami, you're suffocating her." finished Dante.

Vincent admittedly got up and looked at wife hunched over position. Wincing to himself, he apologized and said sweet nothings to make up to her.

Yami waved him off, to apologize. "Vinny you're fine, if anything I can always need a hand in finishing this document," Yami chidded. Flicking her hand to show off all her work.

Vincent sighed, welting like a flower. This is worse than his other punishment, "Work" he shriveled in disgust at the thought. But he'll do it for his wife and because he can feel the looming presence of Dante glaring at him.

Standing up straight and plastering on a smile he nodded, in agreement. If told by the satisfying nod of Dante and the wide grin of Yami, Vincent knew he put himself in a pickle. As many of the newer generation would say, 'Why does he have to be a simp for both his cute and hot wife and husband?'

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