❝ 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪'𝘮 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴
𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴
𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 ❞
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in which luke has been hiding his
innocent roommate from the race
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( chapter ten: sleepovers)
a giddy toddler was the perfect addition to the car, michael now having someone to play with in the back while naya and calum sat in the front and hummed along to the music.
it had been a long day, and they were ready for an even longer night. the sunset followed them as naya drove back home, after begging calum to rest and let her take over for a bit. grayson was shuffling and trying to nap, while michael played 'i spy' with . . . himself.
"nayaaaaa i'm sl—sleepyyy," grayson whined.
"get some rest baby, we're not even halfway yet," she told him, glancing back at him in the mirror.
rubbing his eyes, grayson puffed out a breath.
"shall we sing something, little man?" calum suggested, and grayson nodded.
"sing one diwection," grayson demanded.
laughing, calum and michael shared a look, before bursting into song.
"i've got fire for a heart, i'm not scared of the dark you've never seen it look so easy."
naya sped along the highway to the tune. she stifled a yawn while the boys sang joyfully, grayson even joining in on the chorus' that he recognised.
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"want me to drop you guys off or . . ?" naya trailed off, not sure where to go once she'd entered the city.
it was late, around midnight, and naya wanted nothing more than to go home and cuddle jack. michael had napped again earlier, and grayson was now passed out in his lap.
"no, nimra said something about coming to yours," michael replied in a whisper.
this was news to naya, who was too focussed to check her phone. she groaned at the thought of nimra holding a party or something, interrupting her alone time with sam and dean.
"don't sound too excited, babe," calum smirked at naya's reaction, checking the time on his phone.
12:52 am
"i just wanna sleep!" naya complained, pulling into the driveway.
"shush!" michael admonished, pointing to the snoring kid on his lap.
naya covered her mouth, squeaking out a, "sorry!"
the group left the car, calum going to pick up grayson since michael's legs had become numb. naya let the stumbling man lean on her as they climbed the stairs to her apartment.
unlocking the front door, naya switched the light on and led calum to grayson's room. she pulled his tom and jerry bedsheets back and helped calum lay the boy down. tucking him in, naya went to go tell nimra and luke that their son was home and sleeping.
