Falling for my Kidnapper

Chapter 5:

We reached down stairs, and I was relieved that all the drama was over, at least for now.

Chris was still smirking and I was blushing, just as I practically always am around him.

Dean looked at us with a shocked look.

"You- you- you guys.. Didn't.. You know.. Did you?!" Dean asked with wide eyes.

My eyes went wide as well.

Chris chuckled, "nope, not yet." He glanced in my direction.

I slapped his arm and he glared at me. Oh snap.

"I uhh, I love you?" I said as I rubbed his arm and did a huge fake smile.

Both boys started laughing hysterically.

I raised an eyebrow at them both.

"You're expression was so cute!" Chris said between breaths.

"You got nervous! I like how you get nervous around me." He winked.

"Ewe you pervert." I giggled.

Dean laughed even more.

"So, I'm hungry.. Did you finish dinner, Dean?" I asked to changed the topic.

"Yeah, while you guys were having your make out session upstairs." He mumbled.

Chris shrugged and walked over to the food to serve himself. I did the same and watched as both boys took more food than I could even consume in a year. Boys. I just took a few things and sat down as they were, of course, still gathering food onto their plates.

I played around with my food and barely stopped to take a bite.

They each sat down on either side of me and just looked at me.

As if they could read each others minds, they both said in unison, "normally if we knew someone wasn't going to eat their food we would just take it from them but since you're you, you're not getting up until you finish."

"I just feel really guilty for jumping all over Dean like that before."

"It's fine, trust me." Dean winked.

Living with hormonal guys, it's the least I could expect from them.

Chris slapped him and shot him a glare just as he did to me before, only this time it was serious. Can we for once have a time when no one is fighting? Dean hit him back and I could tell it would only be getting worse.

"You two both need to knock it off or I refuse to eat!"

"You're mine and only mine!" Chris growled.

"What are you talking about?!"

"No other guy will ever lay his hands on you again but me! Got it?!" He looked pissed.

"Dude calm down." Dean muttered.

"She's not for you too touch, Dean." Now this was some possessive werewolf shit.

"I'm not anyone's! No one owns me!" I yelled.

"You're living in my house, under my rules." He tried to calm down but I could still hear the frustration in his voice.

"You say that as if I chose to be here!"

"Well I don't care, you are here, so get used to it."