𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞//𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐮𝐩𝐬

Gray Pancakes and Flat Bananas

Owen was awake at five in the morning when he heard Curly barking, though it sounded strangely like a turkey.

He groans his head pounding as he flips over and holds his pillow to his ears, muffling the dog's strange bark.

"Lamonsoff, it's five in the morning. Can you kill the dog now?" Lenny's voice is heard, muffled by Owen's pillow.

"Thinking about it," Eric replies, his voice also muffled. Soon the barks stop and Owen sighs in relief. He moves his pillow and sits up, his head throbbing in protest.

He looks up at the head where he sees Talia's head on Alex's chest and one of the brunette's arms wrapped around her as they sleep peacefully.

Owen's face breaks into a smile, never had he ever seen Talia let a man hold her in her sleep, hell he's never seen a man give her a pet name like "sweetheart" and not get scolded or hit.

Alex was the exception, he intended to talk to both of them separately, later of course. He let his head fall back against his pillow and fell asleep.

--

It was around eight when Alex woke up from his slumber, his eyes moved to the cot where he thought Owen was, though the blonde was gone. He must've been up and about already Alex thought to himself, his eyes immediately fell on the beauty on top of him a small smile making its way onto his face.

That was until he shifted slightly and felt he had a boner. He lets out a low curse and contemplates if he should move or not. He wanted to get rid of his problem but he didn't want to accidentally wake Talia.

He slowly started to shift Talia off of him when her hand gripped his T-shirt. "Already tired of me?" The blonde jokes tiredly as one of her deep blue eyes peeks open, meeting his brown ones.

"No, just need to get up," Alex replies as Talia sits up, stretching, Alex's eyes wander to her perky breasts that were covered by the thin material of her tank top. He loved how they were small enough to hold themselves up yet big enough to hold in his hands, Talia was perfect in every way Alex could think of.

The blonde noticed the Feder boy's eyes lingering on her chest and smirked. "Perverted much?" she hums climbing back on top of him to sit in his lap, it was then that she realized why the Feder had tried to get up.

"Is this why you tried to get up?" Talia questions innocently as she grinds down on his groin.

Alex groans and grips her hips tightly "Don't start something you can't finish," he warns causing Talia to smirk as she leans down, her lips close to his ear and her breath tickling his neck causing goosebumps to rise on the back of Alex's neck.

"Who says I can't finish it?" She hums as she kisses a trail down the side of his neck. A groan leaves Alex's lips as Talia's kisses travel down. The blonde was not helping with his problem and neither did the dream he had about her last night either.

The brunette's hand travels into Talia's soft hair and he gently pulls her back up. "I do, now quit being a tease," Alex tells her as he sits up, Talia still settled on his lap.

"Fine, I'm gonna go take a shower," Talia kisses his cheek before getting off the bed and strutting to the bathroom.

Alex watches her with a smirk, his face dropping when he realizes she has taken over the bathroom and that it will be a while before he can take care of his problem.

--

Thirty minutes later the two came out of the bedroom to see Owen sitting at the table with his head down with Becky, Rita, and Bean tending to the bird beside him, Robbie and Gloria in the kitchen cooking something that had an awful stench, while Robbie and Lenny talked about the food, and Talia's father passed out on the couch.