Engaged Husband -boyxboy-

Chapter 10

[A/N]

Two-digits!!! Finally! Thank you for your support guys!!! >~<

By the way, Edward, one of the step to get a divorcee is to always fight with your loved one... even though sometimes the opposite happened, or so I think... XP

Um, I'm sorry for the late update. X< The writer's block was longer than I thought. Anyway, here's chapter 10!!! I hope you enjoy. >~<

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"Sleep over there!" with a stern face, I commanded my brother to sleep on the Cody's side of the bed as I opened the door to the bathroom.

"Err... where are you-?"

"Shower," I cut him and closed the door after I stepped in. I took off my T-shirt and threw into the supposed-to-have-my-shirt-basket. "Shit!" I cursed as I slammed my fist at the door. Then, another and another.

What is in his room? What's so... secrecy that I can't know what is it? That... EVEN I can't know what's in there? Porn magazines? Videos? Photos? I'm his... he's my... we're... newlywed, right? So, is there really need to be so secretive... a-and so defensive?

I let the cold water ran through my body as I pushed my bangs up and gripped it so that it won't fall down as I clenched my fist and slammed it to the wall.

Fuck! Why is it that I'm so pissed off? Over an off-limit room?!

I grunted and cursed and slammed the wall again and again until I remembered the scene of Ivan and Cody kissing. Old story were supposed to forget, not to remember. But, this story made me pissed off even more. Not because of him kissing Ivan, but because of him letting Ivan into his room. Why?!

I finished my shower with brushing my teeth. I opened the door, then stormed out of the bathroom and into an empty room where my brother has gone into thin air. Must be downstairs talking to Cody.

I rolled my eyes as I sighed, then walked to the wardrobe and searched for a knee-height short and a sleeve-less T-shirt and put it on. Then, I laid down on the bed and closed my eyes when I heard someone's phone rang and it's getting louder.

"Mom called," Alfred said, standing at the wide opened door as he waved his phone. He's showing his true color. I groaned as I stood up and walked towards him. "I didn't tell her about the fight," he whispered.

I glared at him as I snatched his phone and pushed the answer button as he got downstairs, then, as I walked to the bed, I said, "Hello, mum."

"Hello, Alfred?" she replied, sounding more like a question. That bastard tricks me!

"Um... this is Edward, ma."

"Edward?" she asked, making sure.

"Yes."

"Oh. Well, um, how was your first week together?"

"Err, it was," I trailed off, "um, good?" I lied, but it sounded like a question. Well, not exactly lying cause it's not bad, but it's not good either. Wait, we have been together for a week already?! Wow, somehow the time sure is flying fast. Wait, wasn't Troy and I was discussing  about it just now?

"Wow, so how many time have you done it? W-who's the top and who's the bottom? I-is he-?"

"M-mum! We haven't done it yet!" I yelled, cutting her overload question as I blushed.

"What?! What have you been doing all week?! You're supposed to, at least, have done it seven times already!"

"Mum, why do you want me to... do it so much?"