My perfect Soulmate

Chapter four

Tino had showered and changed into his pajamas. Berwald was silently reading with the night lamp on. Tino exit the bathroom, drying his hair off before he hung the towel. He looked at Berwald and Bernard. Both shirtless and wearing pajama bottoms. Tino blushed a tiny bit before he moved and crawled into the middle from the foot of the bed. "You could have told me, and I would have moved." Tino nodded. "I didn't want to disturb you." Tino said, settling down into the bed and yawned softly. "Goodnight, Berwald." He said softly. "Goodnight." Berwald said softly; he continued to read his book. Tino stayed awake for a tiny bit longer, but decided to thank Berwald. Tino sat up, getting the attention of Berwald before he leaned over and kissed Berwald on the cheek. "Thank you for everything you've done today." Tino said softly.

Berwald's face turned a dark shade of red. Tino smiled before he settled back down into the bed. He was soon asleep, comfortable in between the Oxenstierna twins.

Tino woke in the morning to an empty bed. He stretched out over the large bed, feeling that one of the two places where his soulmate and heartbreak were sleeping just last night was still warm; it meant they didn't leave the bed until recently. He looked over at the bathroom door as it opened wide to reveal Bernard dressed nicely in a dress shirt and dress pants. "Why are you dressed up so nicely?" Tino asked as he sat up. "It's part of my job." Tino nodded, getting out of the bed and quickly making it after Bernard left the room.

Tino fixed the bed, his hair, and his bad morning breath before he dressed and left the room. He walked downstairs, smiling softly at the smell of breakfast. He walked down to the kitchen, and the soft sound of family chatting. He saw Berwald was cooking for the large family with help from only his brother. "Would you like some help?" He asked. Berwald turned to look at Tino. "No you don't." Grandpa Danny said; "You're here to relax, not work." Tino looked at him and frowned. "But I like to cook and bake." Tino said, but only got a shook of the head.

Tino sighed, walking out of the kitchen, going onto the back porch where less of the family was. "Hey," Tino turned around from the railing to see his mother enjoying a cup of coffee. "What's going on, sweet pea?" She asked. "I wanted to help Berwald and Bernard make breakfast, but grandpa Danny told me I was here for vacation." Tino told her, moving to sit next to her. "Maybe later, you can bake a cake with Berwald or Bernard or both. I'm sure grandpa Danny wouldn't mind if it's for fun, or a mini date for just you." She winked a bit and Tino turned bright red.

"I've only known them for less than a day." He said, looking down and messing with the fabric of his shirt in his fingers. "It'll be fun." Tino nodded a little bit. Tino looked up at the hill of sand that just barely blocked the view of the ocean from the first floor porch. "This is a pretty big place. I wonder how much it cost." Tino said. "Too much for everyone, but grandpa." Tino nodded. "Oh, that reminds me." Tino got up, starting to head inside. "Where you going?" His mom asked. "To talk with grandpa Danny." He said, shutting the door behind himself. Grandpa Danny was sitting by the counter, messing with some papers.

"Hey, grandpa Danny." Tino said as he walked over to the man, getting his attention. "Yes?" He asked. "What was that thing you want to talk to me about?" Tino asked, trying to recall the man's memory. Danny sat there for a moment as he tried to remember before he remembered. "Come sit down." Tino nodded, looking into the kitchen where the counter had the perfect view from outside the kitchen. "So, I've heard that you're unemployed at the moment, is that right?" Tino nodded, looking at the old man. "Well, with my business, I am getting too old to run it, hell; I'm almost a hundred." Tino nodded.

"What does any of this have to do with me though?" Tino asked, getting a hand raised to be told to keep quiet. "Over the years, I've been looking threw the whole family to find a replacement who I can trust will get the business growing. You're siblings are too young, you're parents are too old, the others are just plain too much to handle no matter what. You have been to college so many times over your short life; so, if you agree to take the business in your own hands, than I will send you to college once more to learn how to take care of a business." Tino looked up, seeing Berwald had glanced over at them. "If I take the business, what will happen to Berwald and Bernard?"