My Other Half| BoyxBoy

Chapter 12 - Applesauce And Pizza

Chapter 12

~Applesauce And Pizza~

The obnoxious beeping of my alarm brings me out of my peaceful sleep. I reach up to rub my eyes and slowly open them, then reach for my phone to turn my alarm off.

I look to my left to see Archer's beautiful face. His arm is thrown over my waist, while one of his legs is wedged between mine.

I carefully move my legs and turn around in his arms. I go to get up, but Archer grabs me and pulls me back into his chest.

"Archer, I have to get up," I groan. He nuzzles his face into the back of my neck while humming. "I'll be late."

He kisses the back of my neck lazily. I groan and turn around quickly, before straddling his waist. He looks up at me somewhat surprised, so I smirk down at him. I go to get up again, but he puts his hands on my waist, holding me in place.

"I have to go to work," I state. "Now, I'm going to get up. You're going to let me get up, and I'm going to go take a shower." His face lights up and he smirks.

"Can I join?" I drop my head backwards and groan loudly, then lean down and shake my head.

"As much as I'd love that, no. I'm going to be late as it is, and if you... well you know." He pouts. I roll my eyes, while grabbing his hands then place them on each side of his head. I lean down and peck his nose, then quickly jump off the bed and look down at him. He props himself up on his elbow, his head resting on his closed fist.

"Are you going with Jenny?" I nod. "What time do you get off?" He asks sleepily.

"Four, why?"

" 'cause I'm picking you up," he states, before yawning and flopping back down on the bed.

"No, really you don't have to." I walk over to the closet and take out black jeans, a black pullover sweater, socks, and some underwear.

"I am, end of story." I look at him and glare. He makes a shoo motion with his hands. "You better go, you're going to be late."

I roll my eyes, then make my way out of the bedroom to the bathroom.

I shower, get dressed, and do the rest of my morning routine. I run downstairs to meet Jenny, then we head to work.

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"Here you go missy," I say, handing a little girl her hot chocolate. She takes it with a blush, and hides behind her mom's leg. I give the mom her coffee and she pays before heading off.

The next customer steps up. He's dressed pretty fancy, in a gray suit and black tie. He has black hair with flecks of grey, and piercing blue eyes. He's got wrinkles on his forehead, and around the corner of his lips, so I'd say he's in his late thirties, early forties.

He's new. I've noticed a lot of people since it's a small town, and it's rare to see a new face.

I smile at him warmly. "How may I help you?"

"Just a medium, black coffee please." Since it doesn't require anymore than poring the coffee into a cup I do it. While pouring his coffee, I glance up at him.