Stuck as kid Delirious

Just another day

Delirious/Jonathan POV

Today I was staring down at the bright screen of my laptop in a dark room which was hurting my eyes more then the lack of sleep was. I was in my spare room that I turned into a working work space. The whole Wood desk, Bookshelf's, Work chair, Work computer, Stacks of paper work, And computer work. Everything, The whole lot. The work is something that I hate doing but I have to. I'm a banker which is a shock to me. I'm kinda bad at numbers but having about ten things to help me with it makes my job easier. I never thought I'll be doing it after all the times I robbed banks back in the day.

I sigh laying back in my chair. "I'm so damn tired. I want to sleep." I grown to myself knowing that I was just bored with the constant work I was doing. I look back to my work computer seeing all the work I did but seeing all the work I still had to do. I frown taping my fingers on my desk groaning pissed that the work didn't just do it's self. 'I want to cause havoc and laugh about it with the guys again! This shit is so boring!' I groan to myself louder throwing my body back pouting which caused my back to pop in a good way and I start stretching with it. 

I'm upset for a bit but remember the guys want nothing to do with me anymore. I Frown from the sting in my chest as I think about it. I sigh sitting up feeling like shit. I look at my computer for a sec but close it pushing it away. I lay my head on my desk with my arms crossed laying my head on them. I sit there just blankly looking at nothing. I start thinking of all the shit we did together. All the fun and trouble we got into as I close my eyes to rest them for a sec. I laugh a bit to myself thinking how a group of idiots got way with so much. I laugh a bit but stop and frown hurt that I wont be able to do shit like that again. Well not with them and I think it was only that fun because it was them.

I sit up and sigh letting all the hurt and self pity out with it. I look at the time and see that it was about 8 in the morning. I groan rubbing my eyes feeling how tired they felt. Not only did I work all night I also forgot to eat. I sigh thinking I should set an alarm to remind me that I actually need to eat. I get up felling slightly light headed but shake it off. I leave my "office" and walk into the bathroom across the hall. I take off my sweats and shirt throwing it into the full hamper. I sigh as I see it. 'I have to wash clothes.' I grown not wanting to do much of anything today. I sigh out a laugh knowing that I don't have time to just sit around let alone wash clothes. I jump into the cold shower to help wake up and keep myself awake long enough to eat something.

I grab the last clean towel rolling my eyes knowing I have to somehow make time to wash clothes now. I dry myself off and wrap the towel around myself and open the medicine cabinet taking my pheromone suppressant. 'I need to take it with food. I'll take it now and find something later.' I sigh then move to my room. As I look for something to ware I feel my stomach twist in pain then growl. I frown from the pain but deal with it for a bit longer. I put on jeans and a baggy shirt for that's whats left of my comfy clothes. The rest are suits and business attire and I'm not walking around my house in a suit or with nothing at all.

I move down the hall to the kitchen and look in the fridge to see and smell that the milks gone bad. I grown out pissed as I throw the milk in the trash. "Fucking hell! What else is there! What's broken!? What needs to be fixed next!?" I yell to no one. I'm just fed up with all the shit that needs to be done but not having time or energy to do them. I then hear the door bell ring and soft knocking. I turn to the door. "Oh fuck no. Can't I just have a bit of time to eat and sleep. A hour that's all I ask." I say sighing out hoping they'll leave but I hear the knocking again. I sigh. "Guess not."

I fix my hair and shirt a bit but look to the living room mirror to see how tired and run down I look. I sigh saying fuck it and answer the door. I frown seeing that it's Craig and Brock. I like to say I'm happy to see them but it's more to benefit them then to just hang out. I sigh shaking my head no. Craig grabs the door holding it open before I even start to close it. "We didn't even say anything yet!" Craig pouted. I glare at him and move his hand from my door. "You want to test something on me right?" I say looking at him pissed. Craig backs up looking around like he's been caught. I sigh looking into my kitchen thinking what to make. "Look I know I was the one that always wanted to be the first to test all the new things you two made but that was when I was with the group and had time to."

I sigh out looking back at them. Craig crossed his arms and pouted. "No one wants to try anything we make anymore." Craig pouted more. I looked to Brock and he looked away from Craig to look back at me. Brock looked down and raised his hands that held a paper bag. "I brought food." My face sank. Not only is it food but Brock's homemade food. But I don't want to let them in. Craig seen the look on my face and just let himself in. "Just give in you know you want the food. Come on Brock put the bag down over here!" Craig said now in the kitchen making himself at home looking through my fridge. I frown then look to Brock and step to the side letting him in.

I sigh moving over to the kitchens counter seeing what Brock pulled out of the bag. Craig set down drinks that where from my fridge with plates and forks. (I should be the one doing that but if he wants to) I then smell pasta (Chicken Alfredo) as Brock opens the containers they where in. I take a deep breath loving the smell. "Fuck I missed your cooking Brock." I say as I help myself to a plate. Brock smiled. "I messed cooking for you... But not cleaning up after you." Brock said now frowning pulling out paper towels and wiping up the sauce that fell from my plate. "Hurry up and eat so we can have you test our... new... Thing?  What should we call it? An energy boost?" Craig asked looking to Brock. "I guess?" Brock said unsure still cleaning up after me.

I look at the both of them as they talk about a name. I feel myself smile loving the food as my omega side purrs at having other omegas as company.