Little One-Nick Mayorga

Jonah

Nick was crying into my chest and he soon fell asleep. I carried him back to mine and Corbyn's house.

"What do we do?" Corbyn asked as we walked inside. "We can't just basically kidnap him."

"He can sleep in the guest room and I'll make sure he's comfortable then we can take him back in the morning if he wants to." I explained.

"Fine." Corbyn said and we went to his own room.

I set Nick down on the bed and put the covers on him. I kissed his head and he rolled over. I walked back to my room and laid down.

I got back up almost immediately and went to the store, quickly and quietly. I bought Nick a new phone and ran back home.

I changed into just boxers. I set it on my nightstand and went to sleep.

*Time skip brought to you by Nick's beautiful green eyes*

I woke up and went to the guest room, not bothering to put on a shirt or pants. I saw that Nick was sitting on the bed.

"Hey, Nick." I said.

"Uh hey, Jonah." Nick said.

"You sleep well?" I asked.

"Uh yeah thanks. Did you carry me here?" Nick asked, turning red.

"Yeah." I said. "No need to blush."

"Sorry." Nick said.

"Let's get breakfast. I bet Corbyn got us donuts." I said. Nick smiled.