ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʙᴏʏ|| jachary a.u.

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"Zachy! Wake up!" The brunet groans and snuggles into the covers.

"Zachy Bear!" Reese hits his butt.

"Five more minutes, please...I missed sleeping in this bed."

"We're gonna be late babe." Jack pecks his cheek.

"Zachy!"

"Okay, okay, I'm up, I'm up." He sits up and rubs the sleep off his eyes.

"Mom made breakfast for you guys and it's your favorite!"

"Mom's pancakes?" She nods excitedly.

"I'll go downstairs in a second, let me get dressed okay bubs?" She smiles and hugs him.

Zach pecks her head lovingly.

She parts the hug and walks out.

"Good morning beautiful." Jack chuckles and kisses him.

"Morning sunshine." He smiles still sleepily.

"How did you sleep?"

"Good, you?"

"Really good, your bed is comfortable."

"I missed sleeping-" he yawns. "...in this bad boy." They chuckle.

The couple quickly gets dressed and walks to the kitchen.

"Good morning guys."

"Morning."

Myta nods, but doesn't make any eye contact.

"Is everything okay with mom?" Josh looks at him and looks back at his plate.

"You guys are giving me the silence treatment?"

"Reese go make your bed, it's gonna take a little while for breakfast okay?" The girl nods and walks to her bedroom.

"Can you finally talk or are you gonna act like twelve year olds?"

"Your mother is scared of you."

"For what? Killing a guy that was gonna hurt you guys?"

"For having a smile on your face after you did it."

"So what? The dude deserved it." Myta turns around.

"So what? You had a fucking smile on your face and your psycho boyfriend stabbed a man's hand." She spat.

"First of all, you're calling my boyfriend psycho like it's a bad thing, secondly I smiled because I finally got my revenge-"

"And i was showing my dominance. It's how it works in gangs. You can't just tell them it's okay and give them a pat on the back."

"You took a picture with the dead man!"

"Show it!" Ryan smiles.

"You're not showing him."

"And that's why you're scared of me? Because I was smiling after I killed a man?"

"How many?" Zach thinks for a bit.

"Roughly two hundred."

"Two hundred!?"

"This year, yeah." He clarifies.

"You're a murderer." Myta spat.

"I'm a survivor that's keeping you safe, show a like more sympathy, will you?"

Reese gets back and sits on her chair.

"Is everything okay?"

"Don't worry your pretty little cute head about it okay princess?" She nods with a small smile.