A True Hero

Chapter Five

Ayy, back at it again with the late updates.

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Micah's pov

"Oh my god, do they ever shut up?" Titus quickly buried his face into my chest as I chuckled. "It's barely seven in the morning!"

"Baby, you gotta get used to this. According to law enforcement, you're staying here until further notice with your dad." I laughed over the arguing coming from downstairs.

"How have you not gone insane?" He looked up at me, brown eyes tired as he squinted at the bright light of the sun. "Ive only been here a week and I'm losing my marbles here." His voice sounded exasperated and I snickered.

"I grew up with it. In fact, I'm normally a part of it. But I'm okay with just cuddling you every morning." I smiled softly at him and he smiled back.

"Hey, your cheek looks a lot better." My hand raised, allowing my thumb to gently run over the fading bruise. "It's way lighter." I allowed my fingers to brush his neck as my hand moved down, tugging at the collar of his shirt. "These, however, are still looking beautiful as ever."

He blushed and swatted at my hand as I ran my fingers over a few of they hickeys on his collar bones and upper chest. "Oh, shut it! I've already gotten more marks this week than I would have in a month previously." He shot me a dopey grin. "And I'm still a virgin. Now, that's a surprise."

Groaning, I laid my head back and looked to the ceiling, apparently promting him to raise up with a quiet giggle and kiss me. I mean, not that I was complaining.

My hand hooked under his shirt and slid against the bare skin of his side as I closed my eyes. Eventually, small butterfly kisses trailed down my jaw and neck. I brought my arm up, resting it behind my neck as I tilted my head back.

Teeth were felt grazing across my collar bone and I hummed before hooking my leg and arm around his and flipping us over. Titus yelped in surprise before covering his mouth and giggling.

"Y-you ass!" He lightly slapped my arm and I laughed with him, my legs resting on either side of his hips. "What was that for?"

Humming, I rested one hand on his lower stomach and leaned down close to him. "For this." I passed over his lips with a quick kiss before slowly working my way down his neck.

"Is your door even locked?" He shifted his head to look but I stopped him by tilting his chin back towards me.

"Yes. It is. Now hush." I chuckled and he snickered before nodding slowly.

"Okay." He bit his lip and I smiled widely before leaning down and nibbling on his neck, but not enough to leave marks. He hummed quietly and his hand slid to the back of my head.

"You're terrible." I felt a gentle tug on my hair before letting out a laugh against his skin as I moved down to the neckline of his shirt.

"You just think so, Ti'. I'm not all that bad," I teased lightly as my hands slid across the soft skin of his stomach and my teeth grazed his collarbone. He let out a quiet hum and I raised his shirt to his chest, moving down to place butterfly light kisses down his stomach, earning a chuckle.

"What are you doing? And where is that hand going, Mister?" He giggled as I teased the edge of his sweatpants.

"Nowhere. I dunno what you're talkin' about." He opened his mouth to respond but didn't as I latched onto his side, just below his ribs. Instead, I heard a quiet moan, to which my head shot up and he covered his mouth as his eyes went wide.

"I- Sorry! I don't know what-" I stopped him with a comforting grip on his waist.

"It's okay," I smiled. "It was kind of cute anyways." I snorted as he blushed and swatted the back of my head. "Ouch!" I started giggling and he did the same.

"You little as-"

"Bubby! Breakfast is ready!" A small knock on the door caught our attention and I sighed through my nose.

"Alright. We'll be down in a bit, Niko." My hands remained where they were, my right one running small circles on Titus' side.

"Papa said now." A groan came from the boy under my and I sat up.

"Okay. One minute." I waited until I heard an answer and footsteps lead away from my door before looking back down at my boyfriend. "Sorry, Baby.."

He smiled and sat up, me now resting on his thighs. "It's alright, Micah. I love you." He held my face in his hands as he placed a gentle kiss on my lips.

"I love you too." Slowly, our foreheads rested against each other's as I whispered to him, "One day. And I promise I'll do my best to make it perfect."

He smiled with a blush on his face before reaching for his contact case. I stopped him and picked up his glasses, opening them and sliding them on his face.

The red deepened in color as he shyly slid pushed them up the bridge of his nose with his knuckle.

"There. I like your glasses. You should wear them more often." I pecked his nose and slid off of him, pulling him by the hands to make him stand. "Breakfast is ready. Come on."

"Okay. I wonder what it is." He held my hand as I unlocked the door and pulled him to the stairs.

"By the smell of it, its probably waffles and pancakes."

"Your family eats waffles and pancakes at the same time?" I chuckled and started down the stairs.

"Both with chocolate chips."

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Short chapter but oh well.