Tamed (Completed)

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I woke up this morning quietly. It was silent in the house and I could hear moving around outside my room. I got up and went to the door and tried to open it. It opened and I stepped out into the hallway. I didn't see anything. 

I walked to the kitchen and started making breakfast. I felt someone walk in behind me and looked over my shoulder. We aren't close anymore and he was kind of holding me captive here but I was important to him apparently. I knew he wasn't going to try to hurt me. 

"Thomas wash your hands breakfast is ready." I said, setting plates and sitting them at the table. He waved off my comment and sat down. If I was going to stay here and do what he asked unquestioned, he was going to do what I said. 

"Thomas I said wash your hands." I repeated, picking his plate back up off the table. He looked at me, narrowing his eyes as if I wasn't suppose to do that. "Fine if you want to act like an animal you can eat like an animal." I said lowering the plate to the ground. He just stared at me, shaking his head. 

"Well aren't you hungry?" I asked. He nodded his head with a grumble. "Then sink, soap now!" I yelled. He stomped over to the sink and began washing his hands. I picked his plate up and sat it at his spot on the table. 

When he sat down he glared at me over the plates as we ate and grew close to finishing our food. "Hey now, don't glare." I said finishing my food and getting up to wash my plate and wait for his. I dropped the wash cloth and bent over to get it as he was walking over to me to hand me his plate. I heard him stop and turned around as I stood back up to get his plate. 

He was staring at me, but with a different look on his face. His jaw was tense and he didn't take another step. "Thomas what's wrong?" I asked taking a step towards him, putting my hand on his arm. He immediately got goose bumps. "Oh I get it," I chuckled. If anything I was taking this to my advantage. 

"Can you help me clean up the kitchen?" I asked in a lighter voice than usual. He cocked his head at me, like I called him a name or something. I turned around, leaning against the sink and grabbed his tie, pulling him slightly closer to me. "Please." I cooed. He began scrubbing the table to the point I thought it was going to break in half and I turned back to the dishes, smiling as I finished my chore.