Teammates (boyxboy)

Chapter Nineteen

Liam.

When I woke up the next day, Brett was sitting at the desk across my bed. He must've not noticed I was awake because he didn't stop whatever he was working on.

I sat up slightly, pushing on my arm to get a better look at what he's doing without moving too much for him to notice I'm awake.

It looked like he was working on an essay or something for school.

I gave up sneaking up on his so I got up out of bed and walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

When I came back Brett was still working, as if he didn't notice that I moved from one room to another and back.

I spun the computer chair that he was sitting in around to face me and I put one leg on each side of him, sitting on him.

"Whatcha working on?" I asked him.

"School work. I gotta get my grades higher before the first of June," Brett said.

"You're grades are already pretty good," I said. He shrugged.

"Brett, I don't even think you have an lower than a C," I said.
He nodded.

"I don't, I just want to get better grades," he said.

"Alright, do you want me to make you breakfast?" I asked. He nodded and I got off of him.

"Thank you," he said just before I walked out of the room.

This is how it's been lately. This is why yesterday he took me out. To make up for times like this, when he didn't want to do anything except work on homework or spend time with his pack.

I made pancakes and after ten minutes I brought them back up the Brett. He looked down the plate and thanked me again.

"Are you not going to eat?" He asked.

I shrugged.
"Not really hungry."

"I was thinking that maybe you'd want to stop by Derek's today and help out with the Chimera's? I just think that it'd be good for both of us. I really need some time to work on this without any distractions," he said, grabbing my hips and smirking. I rolled my eyes and laughed.

"I'm not even distracting you," I argued.

"That's a lie. When you sit on me like that, and make me food like that, and when you have sex hair every damn morning," Brett said.

"That's not even my fault that you get turned on by me making you food. And the hair? Would you like me to brush it every morning before you see?" I said and laughed at the end.

He leaned in and put his lips on my lips. It was slow at first but he deepened the kiss and pushed me against the wall. His lips moved to my neck and he left small red marks as he went.

Without really taking his lips off of my skin, he mumbled something.

"Do you see why you're a distraction now?"

"I mean maybe you should keep going," I joked.

"Keep going on the homework I should be doing right now?" Brett asked. I shook my head and kissed him again, but pulled away quickly.

"Or maybe you should," I said after I noticed the bulge in his shorts.

"Liam," he groaned.

I smirked at him.
"Don't want to be a distraction, Brett," I said.

He sat back down in the chair and sighed.

"I'm gonna go to Derek's then, and leave you with that," I said, my eyes drifting towards his crotch.

He glared at me but I kissed him before I left.

"You'll regret this later Liam," Brett said, clearly frustrated.

I laughed before I left the room.