Kyler Jenner, the older twin brother of Kylie, has been noted as a model, a music producer, and a business man, helping his family navigate through the ups and downs. Throughout his career, he's been able to help the Kar-Jenner family with their com...
The smell of freshly brewed coffee teased me awake before I even opened my eyes. It was warm and inviting, and I couldn't help the lazy smile that tugged at my lips. For a brief moment, I thought maybe I was dreaming. Then I heard soft music in the distance, my music—the slow, mellow beat, one of the songs Stassie loved to play when she was in a good mood. "Run Back To You" became her favorite song after the lyrics revealed itself to her, showing my intentions, my feelings, and practically my admiration for her.
I cracked one eye open, catching the faint rays of sunlight streaming through the blinds. My room was its usual disaster during trip planning: open suitcases on the floor, half-packed bags spilling out clothes, and a random sneaker perched precariously on the edge of my closet.
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STASS: Before I could even sit up, the muse of my music floated in from the doorway. "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty."
I turned to see her leaning against the frame, one hand balancing a mug of coffee and the other holding her phone. She was already dressed—leggings and an oversized sweater that she somehow made look effortlessly chic. Her hair was flowing onto her shoulders, and the smirk on her face told me she'd been awake for hours.
KYLER: "Coffee smells good." I mumbled, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
STASS: "I figured it was the only way to wake you up without an argument, superstar." She said, stepping into the room, setting the mug on my nightstand before crossing her arms. "You know you're a lot less charming when you're snoring."
Let's just say, she's practically been staying over at my house. Or, when she's not here, she could come in whenever since she knows the code to the gate and has a spare key to the doors. But I didn't mind it.
KYLER: "I don't snore." I shot back, sitting up and reaching for the coffee, not minding my bare torso around her.
STASS: "Sure you don't."
Her teasing grin made it hard to be annoyed. I took a sip, letting the warmth seep into me as I gave her a mock glare.
KYLER: "Why are you even awake so early?"
STASS: She arched her brow. "Because someone has to be responsible between the two of us. Kylie's already texted and called me three times to make sure you don't make us late. It's your birthday trip, well, her birthday trip that she is dragging you around for. You know how she gets."
KYLER: I groaned, running a hand through my hair. "I basically have everything ready...just need to pack it and close it up. Please tell me you've got everything under control." I smile sheepishly.
STASS: "Obviously." She said, motioning to the chaos surrounding us. "But this disaster you call packing? That's on you."
