Our Tainted Dream

BONUS: Boy's Night Out

He groans, his face buried in my chest.

We sit on the leather couch, my position lying as Kei's figure scrambles ontop of me, his face―as I have said―buried in my chest.

"Ughhhhhhh―" He groans, making me smack his man ass as I've had enough of his whining.

"What are you groaning on about? You sound like a broken trumpet." I mutter, his lips pouting as he stares into the depths of my soul.

"I don't know, Reid. I just really, really want to chew."

"Chew?" I ask.

He nods in disinterest, his hair tickling my chin. "Not hungry, like eat, eat. Like eat heavy stuff I mean hungry like chew stuff. Like some chips or candy. Sadly we don't have 'em."

He sighs, rubbing his face against my chest in distress before standing and heading over to the open kitchen.

"I bet you grew up as an adult, Reid. Either that or your dad was abusive. You have no kid in you at all." He laughs, rummaging through the cabinets and drawers for snacks.

"Haha." I mock, rolling my eyes as he takes out a bag of chips.

"That sneaky lil' beeyotch. I found your hiding place, yes daddy found your hiding place." Kei coos, talking to the bag of chips as if it were his dog.

"By the way I'm only eighteen." I correct, his hand now rummaging the fridge.

"Okay old man, time to enjoy some snacks. This is bliss at its finest so just sit back, and relax. And I'll take you to a journey of youth." He says, pushing me to lie further before taking a seat next to me, a carton of ice cream in his right hand and a packet of chips in the other.

"Don't tell me you're going to―" I protest, but he tuts, wiggling a finger at me. "Ah! Ah! Don't you dare complain. Open your damn mouth."

I groan, surrendering to his antics before obeying, his fingers brushing my lips as he feeds me like his child.

"There, there. You poor child." He coos, feeding more chips covered ice cream to me.

"Dad, I really don't―"

"There, there, there, there," He tuts, cutting me off as he shoves more into my mouth.

"It's good right? Right?" He beams, his smile as bright as the blazing sun. I wonder what Gray would think once she comes home from his aunt only to find her stash of midnight snacks finished.

I shrug, licking the sweet and salty taste off my lips before sitting up, giving Kei more space to sit on.

But he's Kei; he crams onto me despite having 70% empty space to sit on.

"How dare you!" I hear a screech, seconds later the body of Kei being thrown onto the floor.

"Lay a hand on my man and my chips!"

Kei grumbles, sprawled on the floor as Gray pecks me on the lips, her eyes glaring daggers at the poor boy.

Kei groans, rolling his eyes before turning to lie on his side.

"There goes my boy's night out."