Jack Avery's P.O.V.
I'm currently writing a letter for Sam after making her breakfast. She was currently sleeping when I left her. I kept on writing before I heard footsteps.
"Hey, Jack. What's up?" I looked over, seeing Zach.
"Nothing much." I said, continuing to write. I felt him get closer to me until I felt his presence over my shoulder, "Love letter for Sam?"
"No..." I said, trailing off. He raised a brow at me, "What?"
"I'm telling Sam."
"You wouldn't." He grinned.
"Sam!" Before I knew it, we were racing up the stairs, barging into Sam's room.
"Zach–!" We fell on the floor, hearing a yawn. Sam yawned and stretched before looking down at us, raising a brow, "What's up with you guys?"
"Jack's writing–" I quickly pued Zach, covering his mouth with my hand. I smiled innocently at Sam as Zach tried to struggle in my grip, "I made you breakfast."
"Aww. That's so sweet. Thanks, babe." She kissed my cheek before walking to the bathroom, brushing her teeth, I presume. I let Zach go, him catching his breath, "Shut it, Herron."
The door opened and she made her way downstairs. Shit. The letter! I dashed my way downstairs, leaving Zach behind to follow me. I quickly put books over the letter to hide it just as Sam turned to me, "You okay?"
I nodded, panting, "Yeah, why?"
"You're sweating and panting."
"Just, you know, running. Exercising." I panted, her raising a brow, "Inside the house?"
I just gave her another nod, "You boys sure are weird."
She proceeded to the kitchen as Zach came downstairs. I breathed a sigh of relief, Zach coming up to me, "You know, I also saw Jonah writing Leia a love letter. With a bouquet of roses and chocolates.
"Whatever you say." He shrugged, going to the kitchen, "Hey, I want some food too!"
"Too late, Zachary." Sam laughed. Lucky for Zach, I made an extra food for the guys. I handed Zach a plate, "Take it and run."
And off he went. Sam just laughed beside me.
"What are you laughing at, babe?" I asked, walking over to her. She sat on the counter as she replied, "You guys are just so weird at times."
"You're one to talk." I said, placing myself in front of her, her legs on either side of my waist. She pulled me closer by the collar as I put my hands on her hips, "Yeah, but you know you love me."
"Yes, I do." I said, leaning in and kissing her gently. She kissed back, wrapping her legs around my waist to pull me closer.
Samantha Johnson's P.O.V.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as we continued to kiss.
"Woah. If y'all are gonna get freaky or some shit, don't do it in the kitchen." We pulled back, seeing Jonah standing in the doorway, "The kitchen is for cooking food, not cooking babies."
"Fuck off, Jo." I said, laughing a little, "It's not like you and Leia haven't done it."
"Okay, and? But, we did it in the living room. On the couch." Zach, Corbyn, and Daniel immediately stood up from the comfortable couch they were sitting on.
"We need to order a new couch." I heard Daniel mumble, the two boys beside him agreeing. Jonah laughed, "I'm kidding. We did it in my room. Calm yourself."
