HELLBOY • Lil Peep

9

I woke up to a sleeping Gus cuddled up next to me with his arms wrapped around me. 

I reached for my phone, trying my best not to wake him up. 

12:21pm

it was noon already?

Ethan and my mom usually go to church on Sundays, so they must've stopped somewhere else on the way back. 

as I went to to set my phone back down, Gus pulled me closer to him, even though we were already as close as it could get, my whole body was now pressed up against Gus's. and quite honestly, I've never felt more safe. 

I couldn't help but smile. I tried my best to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. Around 12:45 or so, Gus woke up. 

"do you know how hard it is to try to sleep next to you...you curl up into a fucking ball and take up all the room." He says in his morning voice as his eyes were still closed. 

"I'm sorry.." I whisper.

"its okay." he chuckles as he yawns, leaning up and stretching. 

"so. where is everyone?" he looks around. 

"Ethan and my mom are probably out getting lunch since church just let out..and my dad..I have no clue." I say as I get up stretching. I turn around to see Gus smiling at me. 

"what?" I felt myself blush. 

"oh nothing." he quickly looks away. 

"no! tell mee!" I say as I sit back down on the couch next to him. 

"you look beautiful... ANYWAYYSSS...what are we gonna do for breakfast. or lunch. or whatever." he says as he looks at his phone. 

"dunno. kinda wanna make breakfast." i get up and shove my phone in the pocket of my shorts. 

"Taylor. its literally almost one o'clock in the after noon." Gus gets up and follows me to the kitchen. 

"okay so? you tryna say theres a certain time I'm required to eat breakfast or something?" I look at him raising an eyebrow. 

"oh my..you know what..." he chuckles, shaking his head. 

"is it okay if I go upstairs and take a shower?" he asks as he takes off his sweatshirt. I'm not sure if he even remembered taking off his shirt last night because before I knew it, there was a shirtless Gus standing in my kitchen. 

I find myself, examining and admiring him. every perfectly sculpted part of him.

"okay thanks." he turns around and catches me staring. all he does in return was smirk and walk off going up stairs. 

I decided to make blueberry pancakes and oatmeal. 

after getting the food cooked, I fixed our plates and sat them on the kitchen table. 

"something smells good." Gus walks in the kitchen with he biggest smile on his face. he flips his hair out of his face as he sat down at the table. he had on a pair of jeans and...he still had no shirt on. 

"wheres your shirt boy?" I ask.  as I shove a piece of pancake in my mouth.

"well. I didn't think I needed one. since you like admiring  me without one so much." he looks at me and smirks. 

I felt my face turn a cherry red. 

"whatever" I acted as if I didn't care. his smile slowly faded away. 

we finished our breakfast/lunch thing and cleaned our plates. 

gus goes back in the living room to sit back down on the couch.