CHERRY WINE (ON HOLD)

chapter seven

WHEN THE LIGHT came up, the three inhabitants were still nestled in bed. dominic and letty cuddled close, dom on his back and Letty curled against his chest. milo, on the other hand, was stretched out like a starfish. a entertaining sight.

the sun had risen high, which angered Milo to the maximum. he yawned and stretched his lengthy limbs, then peered over at his two lovers. they were still cuddling together, not troubled by the sun. the two were inseparable. milo nearly envied the sight. he wanted to think he would never be to close to them as they were with each other.

he got out of bed, picked up his old boxers, and went to the restroom. he just wanted some eggs and a hot shower. for whatever reason, he was wanting eggs.

he didn't bother asking who the individual was while lathering his body in soap. shuffling was heard before the curtain was pulled back and someone stepped inside.

arms curled around his waist, and dominic toretto fingers danced along his pelvis. milo wasn't in the mood and shoved dom's hands away from him.

"are you guys just into sex or do you guys really into me?" milo asked his lover. Milo kept lathering his body with soap, not caring to turn around.

dom was a little taken aback by the question as milo had never questioned their relationship before. all of this was undoubtedly unusual.

"why would you ask that?" dominic felt himself asking. milo shook his head and began rinsing himself.

"it's as if you and letty have a different relationship than us combined. it's like i'm an outsider," milo explained.

"your not an outsider milo. me and letty love you as much as we love ourselves," dom tried to reason. milo said nothing as he grabbed the towel off the counter and got out of the shower.

"sure doesn't seem like it," he called over his shoulder as he dried his body off.

"where is this coming from?" dominic questioned with a sneer on his face.

"nothing—it's nothing," milo shrugged him off as he entered the bedroom. he was upset, but didn't know why. he attempted to be quiet, but he was upset, so closing the drawers became much louder.

he looked across to the bed as letty stretched her body. "sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, mama," he apologized as he slid on his underwear.

"it's all right," letty said, smiling. "what's wrong?" she questioned, noting that his demeanor was unusual.

he simply shook his head as he continued to get ready for the day. dominic arrived minutes later, still damp from the shower, with a towel wrapped around him.

"milo," dom called after him. he looked at letty briefly before focusing on his other boyfriend. "i don't wanna talk about it—please," he whispered, rubbing his brow. he could feel the headache beginning to form.

"i'm eating breakfast and then going to the shop, i'll see you guys there," he stated, not looking at the two as he went out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

"what's his problem?" letty questioned, prompting dom to sigh and shrug.

AFTER BREAKFAST, milo drove both, he and mia to the toretto shop. they promptly started to work. milo was finishing up on a customer's car as mia worked on paperwork. it took around two hours for the rest of the team to join in, everyone was doing their own thing.

"what the hell is this?" dominic muttered, stepping away from mia. "what do you got there?" he asked the blonde who appeared in front of the automobile, smiling broadly.

the blonde remarked, gesturing towards the destroyed car. "this is your car," milo shook his head with a small chuckle.

dom pointed at the car. "my car? i said a ten second car, not a ten minute car," as he approached the car, jesse struck it with his elbow. "you could push this across the finish line,"

"or tow it," jokingly said jesse. milo laughed, "you couldn't even tow that," he said making them laugh.

"no faith," brian remarked, smirking. milo shook his head at the newbie. "i have faith in you, but this isn't a junkyard, it's a garage," brian's smirk widened at dom's words.

"pop the hood!"

"pop the hood?"

"pop the hood!"

milo watched as jesse beamed like a fan girl after the hood was off. all three boys lingered over the car as they watched the blonde check it. "2jz engine," jesse called out, and milo felt his eyes widened. "no shit," he whistled lowly.

brian laughed, looking over at milo. "and what did i tell you?"

milo looked over at brian before speaking. "forget i said anything," he replied, his hands in a fake surrender.

"you know what," jesse responded, standing up taller. "this will demolish everything if you invest around $15,000—or more, if we have to overnight parts from japan,"

"we'll put it on my tab at harry's," dom agreed. "yes!" jesse exclaimed.

dominic smiled, turning to brian. "i need to get you racing again so I can earn some money off your ass. there's a show down in the desert called race wards," dom explained, as mia rolled her eyes at the idea of it. "that is where you will do it. i will tell you what: while you are not working at harry's, you are working here. if you can't find the right tool in this garage, mr. arizona, then you don't belong near a car,"

milo couldn't help but tease the other, "he owns you now, menino bonito,"