Boys Will Be Boys (discontinued)

Chapter Twenty Two

Here it is
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<Kieran's POV>

"Bless you"

Three-voiced chorused as I tired sneezed for the fourth time into my dinner napkin. I managed a choked 'thank you' before my watering eyes found their way over to Ms. Keisha. She was sitting across from me, next to my Mum. I finally noticed the shiny ring she had on her left finger, and the almighty smirk on her face.

I scowled at her before turning my head to look at the hand on my shoulder.

"You okay? Sure you're not allergic to me?" Lukas grinned, hand slipping off my shoulder as I rolled my eyes at him.

He still had a smudge of flour on his cheek and I stifled a chuckle, pointedly ignoring it.

He looks fucking adorable.

"Fu--Bug off, Lukas" I caught myself hastily, relieved when my Mum just smiled unknowingly. She took a sip of her water, clearly not having caught my near-cuss. I chuckled at how oblivious she was before picking up my spoon and trying to finish my dinner.

"Lukas, honey, are you staying for the night?"

"I'm not sure if my Mom--" Lukas chewed on the inside of his cheek in deliberation.

"--Don't worry dear! I talked to Ophelia, she said it was up to you" Mum beamed, plate still miraculously full. She didn't really eat much in the first place, and she was a terribly slow eater too.

Keisha wiggled her eyebrows at me and I opened my mouth to scowl at her, stopping when her eyes snapped over to Lukas, the same suggestive look plastered on her face. He began to turn red and I copied him, both of us sitting in silent embarrassment. I nudged his legs with mine, meeting his gaze with raised eyebrows. He chuckled lowly.

"I guess I'm staying then," Lukas smiled at me and I shrugged, not in the mood to reciprocate. He took it in stride turning back to thank my Mum for letting him stay.

"Lukas you're welcome to stay here anytime!" She elaborated, a happy look in her eyes. Lukas smiled back at her, another 'thank you' escaping his mouth.

I watched my Mum struggle to finish her plate, briefly pushing around the remnants of my meal around on mine. Keisha, Lukas and I had all finished everything there was to be eaten, and we we trying to keep our conversation going so as to not make it awkward for Mum. I started tapping my fork on the edge of the plate, using the beat to soothe me.

"Why don't you boys go upstairs and do whatever it is you boys do?" Keisha suggested, small smirk on the edge of her lips.

"I'll stay and help Caoimhe clean the dishes"

My Mum tried protesting, as did Lukas.

"We can help too" He insisted, and I shot him a withering look.

"Speak for yourself, Schmitt"

I rolled my eyes, pushing back into my chair so I could get up. He followed suite, arm brushing against mine as we pushed our chairs in. I grabbed his plate, stacking it in top of mine so I could put them in the sink. He scowled as I collected everything, leaving his hands empty as he wandered into the kitchen after me.