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Dinner.

The only time a messed up or put together family, is forced to sit in one room and either eat in silence or actually speak to one another.

Elliot and I were currently setting the table, while my mother was in the kitchen cooking with my dad.

Usually it's my mom that cooks dinner, but when it comes to huge dishes with multiple recipes they work together to prepare dinner.

As Elliot bent down to pick up a fallen fork, I couldn't help but admire his bare chest from behind.

He still hasn't gotten a shirt to put on, and since my dad hasn't seen him yet and my mom doesn't seem to find a problem with it. He's currently bare chest naked at the moment.

Not that I'm complaining or anything..

Taking the fork from Elliot's hands, I look at the fork "All be right back, I'm going to go get a new fork, one second" I said rushing off to the kitchen.

However, as I'm about to turn the corner I see my dad crouching slightly as he has his head peeking over the crease edge of the wall.

"Were you spying on Elliot and I?" I questioned as I grin at him.

He didn't even try to hide it as he dust off his pants from kneeling and crossed his arms over his chest "Yes, Yes I am indeed. And I don't find it suitable for him to not being wearing a shirt" He said sounding a little jealous.

I laughed, as his face was so priceless at the moment "What's wrong? Scared mom would be looking at his chest for too long" I said smirking at him.

"Well..I mean..she already has" He trailed of as he frowned, followed by a long furious sigh.

"Oh my gosh, she has!" I squeaked as I started laughing even more.

I saw my dad frown even more at this "Yeah she was stirring the pot and she stopped for a good five minuets and just stared at his abs. Right in front of me!" He screeched as he looked like he was about to explode.

I laughed as I seen him give me a glare "Oh don't sweat it dad, Elliot is like twice moms age and she's probably just flirting cause you not giving her enough attention" I said smirking.

I was lying about that, but if I could get them away for atleast a good weekend away so they can 'Rebond' then it's worth it.

"Am I really? I mean I thought the occasional flowers and the making out in the car before we come home was enough but I guess not". He said, his mind distancing off to broken and wandering thoughts.

I cringe at the thought of my parents making out in the seats that sit in.

Walking past my dad and into grab that fork I wad originally supposed to get. I hum an unknown tune as I skip with a hop to grab a fork.

I see my mom chopping some Bell red peppers as she watches me carefully. "Your not wearing that to dinner are you?" She questions as she stares at me.

I look confused, as she gestured to me. Looking down my frame, I realize that maybe my Nike shorts and sweater wasn't going to cut it this time.

Groaning I huff in annoyance before agreeing as I grab a clean fork and make my way back to the living room.

My mom was someone who enjoyed being known and popular, I mean she way popular at her school, so what stops her from wanting the fame now.

Nothing.

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