~𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙽 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙱𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙻𝚈𝙳𝙴~

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪

Juice woke up, feeling the warmth of Leighton's embrace. He blinked, trying to clear the fog of sleep from his mind. As he fully awakened, he realized the position they were in and gently extricated himself from Leighton's arms. He sat up, looking around the room, trying to remember how he ended up in Leighton's bed. The events of the previous night slowly came back to him, and he felt a pang of guilt. He had been trying to avoid getting involved with anyone, especially after what happened with his ex-wife. But being with Leighton felt different, and he couldn't deny the connection between them. He glanced back at Leighton, who was still asleep, and wondered what this meant for them.

As Juice entered the lavish kitchen, the black marble countertops gleamed under the soft, recessed lighting. The stainless steel appliances looked sleek and modern against the dark marble backdrop. He decided to make a hearty breakfast to start the day right.

He opened the refrigerator, revealing an assortment of fresh ingredients. He took out eggs, bacon, cheese, and vegetables, along with some bread and butter. With practiced hands, he cracked the eggs into a bowl, whisking them with a splash of milk and seasoning.

Next, he chopped the vegetables and shredded the cheese. He cooked the bacon in a skillet until it was crispy, then set it aside. In the same skillet, he sautéed the vegetables until they were tender.

Meanwhile, he toasted the bread and spread it with butter. Once everything was ready, he assembled the ingredients into a delicious breakfast sandwich, layering the eggs, bacon, vegetables, and cheese between the slices of toast.

Juice plated the sandwich and poured himself a cup of freshly brewed coffee. He sat down at the marble island, savoring the delicious meal he had prepared.

Leighton's hair was an absolute mess as he strolled into the kitchen, his eyes still heavy with sleep. He yawned and stretched, heading straight for the coffee maker. As he poured himself a cup, he glanced over at Juice, who was finishing up his breakfast.

"Morning," Leighton mumbled, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Morning," Juice replied, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Sleep okay?"

Leighton nodded, grabbing a plate and starting to make his own breakfast. The two men fell into a comfortable silence, the only sound in the kitchen the clinking of plates and the soft hum of the coffee maker.

Juice couldn't help but giggle at the rat's nest atop his boyfriend's head. "Do you, like, not put your hair up before you go to bed?" he teased, poking fun at Leighton's disheveled appearance.

Leighton chuckled, running a hand through his hair in a feeble attempt to tame it. "I guess I must have forgotten last night," he admitted, a sheepish grin on his face.

"Well, lucky for you, I find it kind of cute," Juice said, reaching out to ruffle Leighton's hair even more. "But maybe we should invest in a hair tie or two."

Leighton laughed, swatting Juice's hand away. "Yeah, yeah, I'll remember next time," he said, leaning in to steal a quick kiss before returning to his breakfast.

***

Tig hated it when Bellatrix would drag him on antiquing adventures. He found the whole process tedious and boring, preferring to spend his time doing other things. However, he loved Bellatrix and would go along with her, begrudgingly, knowing how much she enjoyed it.

Bellatrix stood in the living room, dressed in her signature edgy style, ready for another antiquing adventure. Tig, on the other hand, was less enthused. He tried to hide his reluctance behind a forced smile, knowing how much Bellatrix enjoyed these outings.