Chapter 7

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5 hours of cleaning and an hour of cooking later, it was 7 o'clock and Mitch was still sleeping. Scott went upstairs to wake him but was cautious because he didn't know if he was still sick.

"Mitchie?" He said and shook him gently. Everything Scott does to Mitch is gentle... Unless he's in bed of course ;)

"Mitch. It's time to get up."

"I don't wanna." he said and put the pillow over his face.

"I know sweetheart," Scott said and moved the pillow, "But it's time to eat. Can you eat?"

"Yes. I think. I don't have a tummy ache but my head hurts."

"Tummy ache?" Scott said and laughed.

"Shut up. I'm hungry. Like super hungry. What are we eating?"

"Pizza. But it's home made and I made brownies. I knew you were gonna be hungry. You literally threw up everything you ate in the past week." Scott said and helped Mitch up.

"That's gross," Mitch said and made a face, "I want food."

"For a small person you sure do like food."

"Duhh." Mitch said and sat at the table and looked around. "You Cleaned?!"

"Yeah... You seem surprised..."

"Scotttt!!! I'm supposed to clean you know what you're supposed to do." Mitch said and pouted.

"Yeah yeah I know. But you were sleep and I had taken out the garbage when I cleaned the kitchen."

"At least you didn't do laundry."

"Umm... Mitch, I did."

"Nooo! That's my favorite!" Mitch whined.

Let me explain, Mitch loves to clean. Always has, Always will. So, him and Scott made this thing, Mitch cleans and does laundry and Scott takes out the garbage. Like a chore list. Mitch's favorite thing to do is laundry. He loves the warm feeling and the smell of dryer sheets.

"Sorry babe. But you were sleep sweetie. I wasn't gonna wake you and you was sick. Now eat your food." Scott said and started eating.

"Ok daddy." Mitch said and smirked when Scott shifted uncomfortably.

"That's not funny Mitchell. You may be sick but I will not hesitate to take you upstairs to the bedroom." Scott said and smirked when Mitch gasped.

"Sorry sorry sorry. I'm gonna eat." Mitch said and started eating.

"Can we have brownies now?" Mitch asked after they were finished.

"Yes. Do you want milk?"

"Please!!" Mitch exclaimed and Scott chuckled at his excitement.

After their milk and brownies they went upstairs to watch some tv.

"I want to watch a scary movie." Scott said

"I want to watch a funny movie." Mitch said

15 minutes of arguing later

"Please let's watch a funny movie!!" Mitch said.

"If you let me watch a scary movie I'll blow you." Scott deadpanned.

"W-What?"

"Let me watch a scary movie and I'll blow you. Whenever. After the movie, before the movie, during the movie, or whenever I feel like it." Scott said.

"Ok." Mitch said and Scott smiled in triumph.

About 15 minutes into the movie (They're watching The Chosen. I was watching that... Oh my gosh I was so scared) Scott reached over and started kissing Mitch's stomach.

He pulled down his pants slowly and kissed his thighs.

"Y-You were serious?" Mitch moaned.

"Yeah cause I know you hate scary movies so I have to pay you back some type of way." Scott said and pulled down Mitch's boxers.

(Sorry guys too lazy [To get up and do anything with my life yeah] to put the whole thing in... Woah anyway... Let me continue.)

After the movie, and about 3 blowjobs later, Mitch was almost asleep. Well, after cumming 4 times of course he's gonna be tired.

"Mitchie? You tired?" Scott asked

"What do you think asshole?" Mitch said and smacked Scott's chest.

"I sowwy Mitchie. I'll make it up to you."

"Last time you said that, I ended up cumming 4 fucking times."

"No this time I'll take you out to eat of something."

"Ok. Tomorrow tho. I seepy daddy." Mitch said like a baby.

"Good night baby." Scott said.

"Goodnight."

*

So so so so so so so so sorry it was short. It's 1:39am. Sunday and guess what? TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAYYYYYYY!!!!!! (Monday December 7th)

Should I update tomorrow?

I might ;)

Happy Sunday!!!

I need sleep...

But I took a nap earlier so I probably won't go to sleep...

I'm lying to myself.

LOVE YOU BABES!!!!!!111!!!!!!!111!!!!!!11111


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