Hot Chicken

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"Hey Knight." 

Blinking open his tired eyes, Knight looked up at Jared's blurry face as he leaned over him with a grin. 

He's so handsome... and scary. 

Jared had been sniffing after him nearly all day yesterday. He'd had to go sleep in a tree outside to avoid him. He'd only come back inside after the twins had left for work, much to his little brother's amusement. 

While he'd made himself a very small breakfast of eggs and a piece of toast, Palace had even set a condom on the counter beside him. It currently sat in his pocket since he hadn't bothered to take off the pajamas he'd changed into once he'd come back inside before heading up to Jared's room to sleep while the guy was gone. 

I slept too long. 

Knight sat up quickly, pushing himself to the opposite side of the bed as he yawned, unable to hold it in. When he opened his squinted eyes back up, Jared was tugging off his work shirt. It took every ounce of control in him not to think crude things. Instead, he just licked his lips and blushed when Jared smirked at him, then turned his back and tossed his shirt into the hamper in the corner. 

When he'd finally turned back, Knight wouldn't be there. Panting, he shoved the bathroom door shut, then turned around and leaned his back against it with a sigh. Knight stayed there for several moments in order to calm his heart down, but when he felt and heard a thump on the other side of the door, he jumped and whirled around. 

"I don't understand, Knight. You chased after me for years and worked hard to get my attention for even a second. Now that I'm finally giving it back to you, you're running away every chance you get." Jared said. There was a hint of humor to his words that made Knight scowl as he stomped toward the shower, tugging his shirt off in the process. 

"I know that you're playing with me now, and I don't appreciate it. I haven't slept much and I'm in no mood to be picked on right now." He growled as he yanked his pants down, glad that he'd foregone underwear as he kicked the clothing aside and leaned over to turn the shower on. 

There was silence on the other side of the door as he set the temperature, then climbed in. The water was just warm enough to be comfortable. He wasn't a huge fan of cooking himself while trying to get clean. When the bathroom door slowly opened, he stopped rubbing body wash on his arm and looked around the shower curtain. Jared sauntered inside, leaving the door open as he picked up his toothbrush and added some paste. 

"What are you doing in here?" Knight grumbled as he jerked the curtain back into place and quickly scrubbed his body before stepping back under the water to rinse off. 

The sound of brushing answered him. 

Why would he be brushing his darn teeth in at seven P.M.? 

Reaching for the shampoo, Knight nearly dropped the bottle when he heard Jared respond in his mind. 

Because I already ate dinner and I don't think that you want me to kiss you with onion on my breath. 

Bristling, Knight jerked the shower nozzle to off, then yanked the curtain to the side. He was butt naked with Jared staring at him wide-eyed, a toothbrush hanging from his closed mouth, but he didn't care. Carefully climbing out of the shower, Knight stalked up to Jared and poked his bare chest with a damp finger, not caring that he was dripping water all over the floor. 

"Listen here, lion. I'm sick of you poking fun at me because I liked you. Get over yourself and this bullshit your playing at. I'm sick of it and I'm done with you. I don't care if I still find you attractive! I'm done pining after you and I'm not going to melt into your arms now that you're trying to mess with me!" He yelled, his words ending on a screech that echoed around the small bathroom. 

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