The Boy DownStairs •SetoSorcerer FF• #Sketo

Chapter 43

Word Count: 4169
Date: 2-14-16 ~ 2/18-16

POOR BABY COREY, NO. HES MY SMOL CHAMELEON!

~Skylar's POV~

I wasn't expecting Seto back until later on Monday, so when I woke up to him laying next to me, I slightly panicked.

Once I realized it was him, I felt my heart slow down, and a slight smile appear on my face. I reached over to run my hand through his hair, hearing him sigh as he turned towards me.

"What. What'r youuu doin'-" He cut off his morning babbling with a yawn, and his eyes flew open.

"Hi, babe." He smiled and closed his eyes momentarily, until I kissed his nose, and they shot back open.

"Hey, why aren't you going to school today?" He turned around to look at the clock, his eyebrows creasing at the time.

"No school today, they called it off last night. I don't know why." He grinned and rolled back to look at me, wrapping his arms around me.

"My mom called me a couple days ago, asking about Easter." He yawned once more, rubbing his eyes as he did.

"She says that even though it was a few weeks ago, we should get together to celebrate." I shrugged, nodding at him.

"That's fine." He agreed, laying over me, head against my neck.

"Good. Maybe we can tell her then about you." "About me?" He didn't say anything, and I assumed he had fallen asleep on me, but then he spoke up.

"Yeah, about the baby. We're going to have to tell her eventually, about both the baby and postponing the wedding." I sighed, involuntarily massaging his scalp, which made him groan.

"That feels good. And just give me a couple more hours of sleep. I'm super tired." I chuckled and nodded, massaging his head until he fell back asleep, along with me.

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"Hey babe, do you want waffles?" "No, I'm good."

"Are you sure? I mean, I'm kinda hungry, if you want some..." "If you want waffles Seto, make waffles."

He left the living room once again, only to appear a minute later.

"Are you sure, you're sure? It won't take long." I sighed and paused my Teen Wolf episode, looking over at him. He had his bottom lip between his teeth, nibbling on it it seemed like.

"Why do you want to make waffles so bad?" He shrugged, turned around to leave again, but I stopped him. "Seto. Are you okay?" He nodded, messing with his hands.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" "I don't know, you just seem antsy."

"I'm fine, Skylar. I'm going to go make waffles." He once more left the room, leaving me to question what was wrong.

After a few more minutes of my Teen Wolf, I got curious what Seto was doing, and instead went into the kitchen.

He had his back to me, and he was staring at the waffles iron. He had headphones on, so even if I called to him, he probably wouldn't hear me.