|3| Getting Familiar

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A/N: If there are any spelling errors or missing words, please let me know in the comments so I can fix it.
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♚Foul Language

After about 10 minutes of trying to find something to watch, I sigh to myself and get up. I look around the living room, seeing all the basic stuff. A three cushion couch along with a two-cushion, a couple of chairs with a nice fancy coffee table. There are some picture frames on the wall and wall over to look at them, some of them being pictures of Cole with other men, which I assume are his friends.

Another with an older couple, most likely in their early 50's, probably his parents. I smile and trace my fingers over the glass lightly, looking at the others. I walk to another picture of Cole holding a small girl on his hip, a birthday hat on her head as they're both smiling. 'He doesn't have a kid, does he? Dom's usually don't have children unless they decide to settle down,'

I get a warm feeling in my chest and I smile again, looking at other photos.

"That was my brother's graduation." A voice behind me makes me jump and squeal.

I turn around and look Cole in the face, panting. I must've been looking at the photos longer than I wanted too. He chuckles and looks at me, still shirtless. I nod and try not to look anywhere but his eyes.

"Oh..I-I guessed it was someone close.." I say. "Sorry..t-there was nothing on the tv and I saw the photos on the wall and I was a little curious.." I look down, going red and feeling slightly embarrassed.

"I figured," Cole nods and chuckles. "There's usually nothing on this early in the afternoon,"

I nod, looking at my feet.

"This is my mom and dad," he walks past me and points to a picture, making me look up and seeing the picture I looked at earlier. "I wanted a recent picture before I moved here."

I nod. "I thought that's who they were," I rub my arms as if I'm cold, even though I'm not.

He nods and looks at the other photos. I point to the one with the girl who has the birthday hat on, smiling. He's silent for a moment before saying something.

"That's my little sister.." He says a little quieter; quieter than I've heard him the past 24 hours.

"Why don't you have recent pictures of her?" I ask curiously.

He stays silent. The room is filled with uncomfortable quietness, and I finally catch on. I feel terrible for asking, and I go an embarrassing shade of red.

"Oh..." I say quietly, but still loud enough for Cole to hear. "I'm sorry...I shouldn't have said anything..." I look down at my feet, feeling slight panic come over me.

"It's okay," He says quietly again. "I know you were probably wondering about it anyway.." He clears his throat and walks away, sitting on the couch.

'Fuck why did I even ask. Now I just ruined the mood,' I watch him as he sits, biting my lip.

"Ugh..d-do you want..to talk..about it..?.." I ask him quietly, looking down.

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