Adopted by Bruke

Chapter Four

(Okay but I really do love arzaylea and thought larzaylea were crazy cute after the 'bali and razorblade necklace' era, so doing this hurts me, but I stand by my boy Lube Hummingbird so... here we go.)

Jaylan's point of view

"Hey, Jaylan, hey its time for breakfast." I heard someone say and I mumbled out 'go away' as I pulled a blanket over my head.

"Come on. I actually woke up early to cook food. I'm normally never up this early unless I absolutely have to be." I heard Luke whine and I didn't know if I felt bad for making him wake up early, or if I felt flattered he'd wake up early for me.

"I'll be out in a second." I told him and he agreed as I rubbed my eye with the back of my hand. I yawned quietly and then threw the blanket off if me as I heard the door close.

I stood up and then grabbed my glasses from the night stand, putting them on despite the finger prints and smudge marks all over the lenses. I pulled my hair into a messy ponytail and then walked towards the door, opening it up quietly as I heard Luke talking to someone.

"No, you can't come over. Why do you think? I let you live with me in a house that costs more than you have in your bank account, I took you across the world with me during tour, and only for you to cheat on me with some dude who can't even spell his own name!" Luke shouted and I slowly backed into my room again.

And that must be that Arzaylea girl.

I heard another door open and I saw Brian leave their bedroom, dressed in a pair of sweats and a Mickey mouse sweatshirt. "It's fine. I'll check on him." He told me and I nodded as he went downstairs.

I looked back and forth between the staircase and my bedroom, wondering which was the safest bet. I didn't want Luke to think I wasn't grateful for him cooking this morning, but I didn't want to go downstairs and see him upset. But maybe he cools down quickly? Or maybe he doesn't.

I shook my head, leaning it against the door frame as I thought about what I should do. But of course, as usual, it was just a jumble of arguing thoughts and incoherent words, useless babble of side effects from each thought. I didn't know what to do, or what to say when I get down there.

I took a deep breath and then sighed, looking at the stairs for a brief moment. "Fuck it." I muttered before heading towards the staircase.

I walked doen, my heart thumping in my chest either each step, and I heard Brian's voice soon. "Hey, it's okay. Calm down."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"No, I know you didn't, it's alright. Come on, let me make you another cup of coffee. Just sit down." Brian told him and I wrapped my hand around the bar along the staircase.

"Good morning." I told them and they turned around. Brian smiled and Luke gave the ghost of one.

"Morning babe. Come here and see what you want. Maybe you're allergic to something or don't like something." He listed and I walked over, the gesture too nice to say that I wasn't hungry.

"Are you alright?" I asked Luke and he nodded, rubbed his temples.

"Yeah, totally. Just a little, a tiny bit, like three percent, stressed out right now, but I'll be fine." He assured and I nodded, accidentally blurting out what could have been the stupidest thing I've said so far.

"You know... I too wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days, when like... when our mom's sang us lullabies so we could sleep, because now we're all stressed out."

They looked at me as my face went hotter than the sun, and they laughed. I shook my head, letting my hair cover my face, and Luke set a hand on my shoulder.