Let's Not Talk About Tomorow

Ben

Jon giggled as he played with my hair. He was sat on my stomach, his legs bracketing my body. Groaning, I swatted him away feebly. I hadn't even opened my eyes yet, it felt so early but I knew it was just my lack of sleep that was convincing me to stay asleep.

"Benny, wake up!"

"Too early" I mumbed

"It's 11am, Benny"

"What?!" I sat up hurriedly "Everyone must be starving!"

"Relax" He grinned "It's only 8 and my dad is already cookingas we speak"

"You little shit" I grumbled as I lay back down "I'm going back to sleep"

"Benny" He whined "Please wake up"

"No" I pulled him down so he was lying down on top of me "Go to sleep"

"Don't want to, let go of me"

"No"

"Please, I want to finish plaiting your hair"

"Ugh, fine" I released him and he immediately assumed what he wasdoing previously "Just lemme sleep, princess"

"Okay, I'll wake you up for breakfast"

"Benny, breakfast!" Jon shook me gently. Groggily, I opened my eyes. Yawning, I sat up and stretched my upper body. "You might want to get dressed"

"Mhm" I looked down at my naked form before hopping out of bed and pulling on some joggers, it was only then I caught sight of my hair. He had plaited the entire top of it into neat sections. "What did you do to my hair, baby?"

"It's pretty"

"Just like you"

"Don't you like it?"

"I love it" I smiled, turning around to kiss him "Are youwearing anything underneath my T-shirt?" He smirked and lifted up  my shirt to reveal a pair of sexy panties "Fuck" I exhaled

"C'mon" He slipped his hand in mine and tugged me in thedirection of the door.

Together we walked downstairs, greeting everyone who was sat at the table. I thanked Mr Homestead for breakfast but couldn't help but notice the stricken looks that everyone appeared to be directing at Jon. Of course, his scars were on show. I prayed that Jon wouldn't notice. Hurriedly, I pushed him down in his chair. Discreetly, I kicked James on the shin, who then snapped out of his trance, and he quickly passed on the message to his siblings. I noticed Jon wearily eye his plate.

"Give me your plate, baby" He pushed it in my direction and hung his head in shame as I cut his food into minuscule pieces before handing it back to him. I leaned over to kiss his cheek and squeeze his thigh reassuringly.

"Why can't somone look at me the way Ben looks at Jon?" Molly sighed enviously "Honestly, where can I find a man like you, Ben?" I smiled, my cheeks pinkening slightly

"Nice hair, man" James grinned

"Thank you" I laughed "Courtesy of Jon, who decided to plait my hair instead of sleep"

"Hey, I did most of it this morning!" Jon protested as he stabbed a piece of bacon

"Break it up, you two" Mr Homestead joked

"We taught you well" Chloe smiled after swallowing a mouthful ofbeans

"I guess you did" Jon agreed. It honestly warmed my heart to see him bonding with his family so easily. They were all laughing and joking as though nothing had ever happened, I just hoped it would last. A guy could dream. Soon the conversation died down as everyone tucked into their breakfast. Jon froze mid-chew.