Blake P.O.V
I took a nap, only to be woken up by Miles sat on top of me starring amused. "Miles, we're in a naughty position", I blushed trying to push his chest off me. He pretended to ride me and let out a fake moan, a dark blush made its way to my cheeks as he finally got off.
"Your not innocent, you know you like me ontop of you", he playfully chuckled making me roll my eyes. "in your dreams", I smirked lying on my side. "I won't until you're ready", he smiled seriously making my heart melt. "I want to be with you forever and I know you're the one, but i'd never rush you", he pecked my lips and laid down. "I'm not ready for full on sex, I've never done it", I admitted. I slept around with allot of people but we never got to the penetration stage.
"But, I used to hear-", I cut him off with a smile. "They were all rumours, I never went the whole way with anyone", I blushed as he aw'd me. "We can start out slow, i'm not forcing you to do anything", he pulled me into his arms for a cuddle.
"Well, this is awkward", Daddy said from the doorway bringing us a tray of food. ''I won't tell your dad you two are planning on hiding the sausage, just make sure we're not home when you do", he winked playfully at me before leaving the room.
"Lets get dressed, you can borrow my clothes", I smiled opening my wardrobe. "I'm bigger than you, and i'm not into the punk look though", he chuckled picking up his old clothes. "Fine, wear your old clothes stinky poo", I stuck my tongue out a him and he smirked at me.
I held onto his hand as we made our way to the car, we climbed in setting our seat belts and linking hands again. He was playing with the bracelets on my wrist and he was running his fingers along the old scars frowning with worry. He placed his lips against them and I smiled, "I love you", he mouthed to me and I whispered it back.
"Aw, our baby is all grown up", Daddy fake cried sending me a pround smile. "No he's still my little boy, their aint gonna be any fucking until he's eighteen", Dad drove a bit faster getting into serious parent mode. "Jake, you lost you're virginity to me at sixteen, let Blake do what he wants-", Daddy was cut off with a laugh. "I knew you for longer and we were serious at the time", he defended himself.
"He can learn from his own mistakes, they can have sex if they want to-", Daddy rolled his eyes. "Blake, you're not fucking him until your eighteen, or you're grounded", he growled parking the car. "Dad stop embarrassing me, It's my body", I frowned opening the car door. "Quit talking back to me Blake, I'm your dad", Dad usually lost his temper with me because he was seriously over protective.
"Sometimes I wish you wasn't, I can do what I want with my body dad, and you can't stop me so stop treating me like a baby and let me live my life", I shot back at him regreting it instantly. "You wish I wasn't your dad?", he looked hurt but I needed to say how I felt for once. "Yes, sometimes I wish I was still in that foster home, you never let me do anything dad. I'm sixteen and i'm not aloud to go out on my own, i'm not aloud to go to the skatepark with my friends, I'm not alound to go out past 9pm, I'm not four dad, I'm almost seven fucking teen!", I snapped.
"I just don't want you making the same mistakes I did, I'm just trying to be a good dad, I don't want you getting into drugs or making friends with the wrong people, I don't want to see you depressed and suicidal again, fine maybe you should go back to the fucking foster home if you feel like you don't belong with your family thats done everything they can for you", he gritted his teeth. Miles awkwardly pretended to text on his phone and Daddy was checking his nails.
"Daddy is the only person that has stuck by me through thick and thin, when I was anorexic and suffering with bulimia, he spent everynight in the hospital by my side while you were out with your friends enjoying life. When I was relapsing with self harm, you used to scream at me and send me to bed, whereas Daddy would hide all the blades and talk to me about my problems. I hate you dad, you've never cared about me, you're the reason I lost all my friends, you never liked them so I was the one who became a loner after they ditched me because you never let me hang out with them", I sobbed out.
"You hate me? I'm the one who picked you, I've looked after you everyday of your life, you've caused this family so much hassle but I always got through it and raised you to be the best you could be-", I cut him off with another sob. ''Jake stop it, just let it go", Daddy begged him holding me in his arms. "Go home Miles, you can hang out with Blake tomorrow", Dad waved him off but I held onto his hand. "No dad, he's staying with me, he's my boyfriend and I want him to meet my family, you can't just make him leave because i've told you how i felt", I never let Miles's hand go.
"Don't fucking talk to me", Dad snapped and stormed off to my grandparents who were waiting in the park for the picnic. Daddy rubbed my shoulder before walking off after him, "I'm sorry you had to see that", I looked down at the floor embarrassed. "You think you're family is bad?, you should meet mine", he chuckled cheering me up. "What are you're parents like?", I smiled looking at his lips slightly. "Their religous over protective homophobe freaks basically", he tugged on my hand and we went over to my grandparents who smiled up at me.
"Nan this is Miles", I smiled sitting down next to her. "Nice to meet you young man", she shook her hand with his and Miles sat on the other side of her. My grandad and nan are Lucy and Kevin, and my other grandad is grandad pheonix. "Blakey, open up", Miles smirked holding out a stick with a marshmellow on the end. "Ewwy, Miles that stick is dirty", I giggled opening my mouth and taking the marshmellow away.
"You know you love my stick", he playfully teased making me blush as my nan heard. "oh my god", I mumbled embarrassed. Nan giggled to herself taking a bite of her food, I stuck the stick into a strawberry and playfully smirked. "Miles open up baby", I placed the stick to his lips and he took the strawberry and ate away.
I grabbed the whipped cream and prayed some into my mouth and gulped it down. "You've got it all over your lips", he rolled his eyes trailing his tongue across my lips licking it off in a quick motion. "Yum", he smiled at my blush. I poked him in the nipple and he fake moaned. I smiled but it dropped when I noticed Dad looking at me sadly. "Go give him a hug and make up", Miles stroked my back as I crawled over to him wrapping my arms around his shoulders. "i'm sorry dad", I rested my head on his shoulder as he hugged me tightly.
Miles P.O.V
I picked up Blakes guitar and strummed not knowing how to play, he came and sat infront of me and watched me smiling to himself. "Can you play me a song hun?", I pouted handing him the guitar which he gladly took. His nan shuffled a little closer to listen. He was doing Calafornia King Bed by Rihanna. He strummed the intro smiling at me which made me blush slightly. "Chest to chest, nose to nose, palm to palm we were always just that close", he sang along to the guitar and he got to the ending chorus and I had butterflies going off everywhere when he hit the high notes perfectly.
He was strumming random chords boredly until I pressed my lips to his, fireworks exploded as it was time to go. "Do you want to meet my parents tomorrow?, I pulled away from his sweet candy lips as he nodded. "Text me in the morning, and I'll come over?", I nodded and he gave me one last hug before he got into the car waving me off.
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