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Zeus' Pov

"Daddy?" I look through the kitchen for him, my tiny feet patting the ground. I stop to push a chair to the fridge and open the fridge door. I climb up the chair to get a Caprisun. I loved those things. I grab a Trix yogurt tube and stuff it into my overalls. I put the pouch in my mouth and hop down. "Oof," I grunt , taking a moment to make sure I'm okay.

I push the chair away and close the door. I poke the straw into the hole, littering on my way to find him. I take a sip of my fruit punch. "Daddy?"

I head into the loving room. I look under the couch. "Dad?" Not here.

I open the closet. "Dad?" Nope.

Our dog at the time, Buster, a bulldog, opened one eye at me from his dog bed. He closes them. I sigh, taking another sip. "Dad!"

I look in the bathroom. No dad in sight. I was starting to get worried. Where's my daddy?

After looking everywhere, I couldn't find him. I sat on the floor in the living room and started to cry. I rubbed my eyes with little fists. "I don't wanna play any more!" Buster awakes again. "I miss him , Bus. Where's Dad?" I sob a little more as my tiny shoulders heaved.

"Here I am," Dad said.
"Daddy!" I run to him and picks me up and swings me around.

"I missed you!" I say and offer him a sip of my juice.

He takes a sip and kisses my forehead. "I know, Z. I'll always be there to find you, though." He tickles my belly and I laugh.

A loud ass alarm wakes me out of my sleep. It startles me and I jerk up.
"Sorry," Adam says and turns it off.
I groan, rub my hands over my face, and lay back on the bed.

"What the hell, man?"

"I'm sorry, I had to get up early to do work for my brothers."

I put my arm over my eyes and groan. "I'm sorry man. Don't even sweat it."

"Good dream?"

"I guess."

"What was it about?"

"I don't know. A childhood memory? It was my pops and I , but I was small. I guess we were playing hide 'n' seek."

Adam nods. "I had a good dream too."

"Word?"

"Yeah it was about--- never mind. I should get up."

He gets up and heads to the shower. I roll out of my bed to find something to wear. Shit.

"Adam!"

"Yeah?"

"I'm out of clothes, man."

He walks out the bathroom wearing a towel around his waist. "Uhh. Hm. I guess you can wear something of mines, and I can get the girls to do some laundry. I could probably sneak you shopping later."

I nod and he squeezes past me to get me an outfit. "Wear this."

He hands me a T-shirt, sweatpants, and a pair of boxers. I raise an eyebrow. "I never wore them," he rolls his eyes. I shrug and lay back on the bed.

"I'll be out soon enough."

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Adam's Pov

After Zeus' shower, I felt so weird. I had a dream I was his boyfriend. I fell asleep on his chest and those girls never existed. My brothers were the least of our worries.

But could it be? Am I gay? I've had minor crushes before ... but with him? I get lost in his deep eyes and smooth voice. I felt bad for waking him up but his sleepy voice is so raspy. I know he meant nothing by it, but the way he looked at me and gave that Southern accent sent me chills. I'm not supposed to be gay.

"How do I look?" He says as he gets out the shower. He plays in his new stubble for a moment.

Sweet Allah!

I look at his broad shoulders. I can see his muscles through his shirt, since his body is still wet. I can't help but notice his v-cut as he pulls the shirt down. He's so perfect. And he's already wearing my shirt...

"Adam?" He starts snapping. "A? You alright?"

"Uhh. Yeah , yeah. You look alright. "

He claps his hands. "I'm starving."

I hop up. "Wait here. I'll bring you breakfast."

He sits on the edge of the bed. "Aight."

As I leave, I nearly trip. Three months of this torture? I won't make it.

[Author's Note: I'm so sorry guys that I haven't updated in a long , long time. Here's a filler. Give me your thoughts about the characters so far and I'll give you more updates soon.]

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