The Ro'Meaves (Garrance, Zanvis, & Vlyante)

Chapter 15

(A/N): Sorry this took so long it deleted all of it when I was halfway through...stupid wattpad... >~<

Garroth's POV-
"Hey, since Dante moved out yesterday, can I have his room?" Travis asked me at the breakfast bar while Laurence cooked. I snapped back from my gaze, pulling my mind away from the memory of our first kiss. Well, our first real kiss.
"If you want." I shrug as Laurence gives us our plates: eggs, toast, and bacon. We all devour it in minutes. "Laurence, you are a food god." I inform my boyfriend as I finish my plate. Laurence smirks and wiggles his eyebrows at me. "I know."
"Wow, modest much?" Travis snorts as his phone chimes. He looks down at it and his smirk disappears.
"Everything OK?" I ask, and Travis gets up. "Yeah. Zane's been feeling a bit under the weather. Should I take him to the doctor...?" Why did Zane tell Travis and not me? "Nah. It's only been a day. If he's still sick tomorrow, maybe you could do a check-up. I wouldn't be too worried." Laurence replied, and Travis nodded. "Still, I'm going to go over there and make sure he is alright." And he was gone.
I groan and flop on the floor, rolling around. (SONIA THIS BE FOR YOU) "I feel like we're the only people who live here anymore!" I exclaim, rolling over to the couch and plopping down on it.
"That's a good thing." Laurence smiled mischievously at me as he sat down next to me. "Why?"
"Because then I can do this."
Laurence grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me into a rough kiss. I instantly kissed back, wrapping my arms around his neck. I pulled him down so he was on top of me, and Laurence bit my bottom lip. I allowed his tongue to explore my mouth as it became a heated makeout session.
"Hey guess I just....forgot....my keys....oh..." Travis stood at the door and we stopped. Laurence smirked devilishly at Travis. "Imma just...yeah..." Travis grabbed his keys from the table quickly and ran off.
Laurence laughed and placed me on his lap. "Now, where were we...?"

(Time skip because I can)

I dabbed some concealer on my hickey. No, we didn't have sex, but we ended up shirtless at one point and Laurence, well, yeah...
Strong hands wrap around my waist. "Why are you covering it up?" Laurence pouted, resting his chin on my head. I hate being shorter. "Because that's what you do when you get a hickey...?"
I replied, but Laurence dabbed the makeup away. "But I like it. It shows everyone you're off limits." He smirked, and I groaned. "Ugh, fine." I dabbed the rest off the concealer with a wet rag and slipped my shirt back on. "Wanna play Mario Kart?"
"But you always beat me at that!" Laurence exclaims, and I laugh. "How about...Call of Duty?"
"Yes! Now you're talking!" Laurence ran to the living room. "I'm getting it set up!" I giggled quietly to myself. He's so cute. I'm so lucky to be called his.