Chapter 2: Ground Rules

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*Pewd's POV*

As soon as I heard Cry's voice for the first time, a slight tingle ran throughout my body. It seemed to be like music to my ears, and I absolutely couldn't wait to hear more, so I sat down obediently on the ground, looking up at him with eagerness in my eyes. I heard him chuckle slightly, and holy fucking shit, that was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard. My stomach did a flop. What was this feeling I had? I've never felt this was before. Every time I was around this man, my heart skipped a beat, and I felt all warm inside. Was I sick?

"Why are you just staring at me?" I was suddenly ripped away from my thoughts, realizing I was just gazing at Cry blankly. My face heated up and I looked away.

"O-oh.. sorry.." I mumbled softly, not knowing what else to say.

"Well, since you're not talking, I'll just lay down the ground rules." He said, making me tilt my head in confusion. Ground rules?.. "..First off. Don't interrupt me while I'm listening to music." I flinched at the harshness in his voice, since I had clearly already broken that rule. "Second, don't touch my stuff. Since we'll be sharing clothes for a while, you may only touch the top drawer. ONLY the top drawer." He repeated himself, looking at me sternly. I gave him a quick nod, letting him know I understood. He just sat there, the black eyes of his mask staring at me intently. I realized he was waiting for me to say something.

"u-Uh.. Why do you wear that mask..?" I asked, since it was the only thing I could think of. I felt a sudden change in the atmosphere, and realized I had hit a sensitive subject.

"Mind your own business and I'll mind mine." Was all he said, a slight growl in his voice.

Great, not even a day here and I've already gotten on the bad side of my brother.

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