Story Time {Pierce the Veil: One Shots}

Silent Princess (pt. 2)

~Perrentes~ I'm sorry, I'm just absolutely in love with this type of couple

-Jaime's POV-

I've been living with Mike and Tony for six months, and now I've moved in full time. It's honestly heaven.

I get to live in a wonderful house, taking care of Tony is the easiest job in the world, Mike isn't strict and is very kind, he even bought me a new car. He doesn't try to control over my social life after he gets home, and sometimes he even slips me extra money when I go out.

This new life is, surprisingly, the perfect life for me. The only "problem" I have, though I honestly don't mind at all, is the fact that my room is right next to their playroom.

Like I said, I don't mind, in fact I could care less. But, it also makes me know that I totally could've gone through life without knowing the only way for Mike to make Tony completely horny really quickly is to say a Luke Skywalker quote in a seductive tone. 

Besides that, it just makes me wonder how much someone could possible love another human as much as Mike loves Tony.

I witnessed Mike drop almost ten thousand dollars on Tony in one week and he didn't even shrug at the thought. He treats Tony like absolute royalty, in fact, it now scares me to wear the crown Tony has for me because it's not a cheap plastic crown, oh no.

Each crown is real, like almost actually royalty real.

I've never seen a couple more in love, and to add to that, I've never seen a couple more in love and have barely any conversations.

I've only seen Tony without his pacifier a handful of times, which was to eat and brush his teeth. But he doesn't like eating in front of people, half the time I have to do the dishes during the meal so he doesn't start crying.

They both honestly, have completed my life in a weird way. I smiled sleepily to myself at the thought of them.

They both truly care about me, whether it's my well being, my health, and even mental state. One time I caught a cold and Mike stayed home from work, and him and Tony made me soup, and didn't let me move basically all day.

Tony insisted that he fed me each spoonful, and checked my temperature almost every hour. He's just too precious for this world, well most of the time.

They're currently in the room right now and let me tell you- for being such a silent boy, you can hear his moans from the bottom floor.

Not to be weird or creepy but from the sounds of them, he seems to have a beautiful voice. But, apparently he's too self conscious of the lisp.

I chuckled and rolled my eyes to the sound of Tony's final, high pitched, porn star like moan. I pulled the covers up and closed my eyes.

When I woke up the next morning it was only ten minutes earlier than usual. Slowly, I got up and stretched.

I decided to just hurry on and take a shower, and got dressed in lazy jeans, and a random shirt. With this house and it's cold, marble floor you almost always have to wear socks.

When I walked downstairs, I was that Tony was already awake. He was on the ground watching a rerun of My Little Pony. He was laying on his stomach, wearing no pants.

His pastel pink, lace trim panties were shown to the world. Wearing only matching thigh highs and an old grey shirt, which was a little small due to his more squishier appearance, he was glued to the TV. I could only see some of the damage Mike caused last night, due to like bruises on his bottom.

"Whatcha doing up so early, buddy?" I asked, sitting on the couch.

He jumped slightly and sat up on his knees, he turned around and smiled, a pacifier in his mouth. Now I see the old Raphael shirt, that didn't cover his hips, which were now bruised.