part 19 - eyes.

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Benji's pov

I'm standing in the kitchen when I feel a pair of small arms wrap around my waist, and something rest on my back. I smile, automatically know it's my boyfriend, Jorge. I spin around, still in his grasp so that we're facing each other now.

"Good morning," I say, placing a kiss on his messy, morning curls.

"Good morning," he replies smiling.

We stay like this for a while, just hugging, until jorge pulls away and surprisingly kisses me.

"Baby wh," I try to say but I'm cut off by his lips on mine again.

I smile into the kiss, taking the hint. My hands ding their way to his face, cupping it with my hands, as his stay around my waist, pulling me as close as possible.

We eventually both pull away, flushed with bright pink lips. Jorge immediately start to blush with me staring at him, I love how I can still do that to him.

He looks into my eyes, and we just stare into each other's eyes, for what feels like eternity. Nothing else matters right now, only him. His brown eyes are so comforting.

After a solid 5 minutes of staring, a small smile appears on the face of the younger boy. The small smiles then turns into a toothy grin, then turning into a giggle. I follow suit and begin to giggle as well.

We're both broken out into a fit of giggles. Until finn comes running out of our bedroom and to our feet, whimpering a little because that's just what he does when he wants attention, or food. This time I assume it's food so I walk over to his food bowl and give him a scoop of brown little pellets.

He shoves his way to the bowl the second the food is dropped in. I decide to give some to Leila as well, knowing she'll be hungry when she finally decided to wake up.

After feeding them, I turn all of my attention back to jorge. Slowly, i walk up behind him and scoop him up in my arms. I receive giggle in return as I make my way to our bedroom. I drop him down on the bed, climbing on top of him and wasting no time before kissing him once again.

My hands are tangled in his messy hair, his rubbing up and down my back as our lips move together roughly. He pulls at the waistline of my sweatpants, silently asking me to remove them, and I do as he wishes, only to do the same to him.

Soon, we're both completely undressed, I'm still laying on top of him, and we're still making out, harder this time. But it obviously leads to much more

**

We're laying next to each other, panting. We're both covered in scratch marks and hickeys, but it doesn't matter because we just had a great time.

I look over to see jorge fast asleep. I laugh a little, giving him a soft kiss on his forehead. I get up and hop in the shower, followed by putting on some actual clothes, not just pajamas.

I then make my way to the kitchen and I grab some ingredients out of the fridge. I make just some simple eggs scrambled eggs, and some toast.

**

It's about noon, I'm sitting on the couch, catching up with my shows, when jorge emerges from the bedroom. He has damp hair and some clean clothes on so I assume he showered while I was watching tv.

"Sleep good?" I asked with a smirk on my face.

"I slept great." He replies, smiling wide.

He comes over a sits by me, a little far away, so he could lay down and put his head in my lap. I smile at him and gently play with his curls. I see him closed his eyes, comforted by this action. It always calms him down and can sometimes put his right to sleep.

He turns to his side, facing the tv so we can watch the show together. I still have my hand deep in his curls, twirling them around my fingers.

"I love you," He announces out of the blue.

"I love you more," I say back.

Hey guys! So I can't post this yet (when I wrote it) because I don't have WiFi but I promise I will ASAP. Also I would appreciate it if you guys could give me any ideas for the book because I'm having some bad writers block and I have no clue where to go with this. I'll probably end it soon but when I do I'm gonna start a new book so look forward to that! Anyways, love you guys!

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