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"MADAM! MADAM OH!!!!!!!!! OYA, COME AND MAKE BREAKFAST; YOU CANNOT BE SLEEPING BY THIS TIME. MEN MUST EAT!"
I cannot be waking up to this idiot's annoying voice everyday, eh! It'll drive me crazy!
Sleep still heavy in my eyes, I drag a long hiss and roll to the other side of the bed while pressing my hands firmly over my ears.
"SERENITY OH!!!!!"
Immediately, my...my door bursts open. I let out a loud groan and grip my covers tightly this time in case he yanks it off of me again.
"Dis gehl too dey sleep sha," he mutters when he's done making his useless noise. How can a 23 year old man be acting like a teenage boy? It beats me!
"Oya, wake up!" he commands, hitting me hard on the ankle as he does so.
"Tae, go away nau! Can't you just give me peace for once?!" I complain.
I roll over again and while I'm at it, I feel Damomtae's rough hands grip both my ankles .With one strong tug, he swiftly pulls me from under the covers. I squeal in half excitement and half annoyance when he lifts me up from the bed and places me firmly on the ground with a little smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Oya, go and cook for us," he orders. He points to the door, and I wonder if he expects me to actually go to the kitchen and start preparing food for him like some house girl.
"No," I object as I try to climb my bed again. He carefully drags me back by the collar of my oversized nightie, trying his best not to slack it. I grumble and fold my arms, obviously upset.
This time, he takes me by the hand and drags me downstairs, forcing me to start my day earlier than I want to. I don't object or complain or fight him anymore, instead, I just let him pull me into the kitchen.
"What do you even want to eat sef ?"
Damontae shrugs as an answer to my question.
"Abeg, do beta noodles for me. Is it not the only thing you know how to cook?" he teases as he rests his elbows on the kitchen island and smirks at me.
I ignore him subtly and go raise the kitchen's window blinds, letting the rays of sunlight flood into our pristine white kitchen. Tae groans because the thin rays of sunlight make heavy contact with his round eyes, but he doesn't move to another side of the island. Instead, he remains there, letting himself get sun-kissed. For a moment, I start to understand what Yetunde sees in my stupid brother. His skin glows, thanks to the illumination, and the light brings out every single detail in his eyes, making it look like they're gold flakes floating in the muddy round pools that are his irises.
He has pretty eyes. The kind that would make you want to never stop looking at him, the type that can hypnotise anyone and make them forget about anything and everything else.
But wait oh! How did he get lucky enough to inherit the pretty eyes? Why wasn't it me? This is just unfair!
"Serenity do fast oh! I'm starving."
He stifles a yawn and pulls out his phone, totally ignoring the scowl drawn on my face.
"Damontae I swear, if you talk again, I'll leave this kitchen and you'll really starve."
In response, he looks up from his phone, eyes me, drags a long hiss and continues doing whatever he's doing with his body language screaming, 'try it first'. I grumble for a while before I finally start cooking.
Tae allows me cook in silence, and he doesn't talk until he finishes his meal.
"So you'll not tell me thank you, abi?"
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