Stirred Up: Douxie X OC

7- Public - [Parental Guidance]

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Chapter 7--

Episode Six:<Filler>

[Parental Guidance]

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{The Next Day} | {Morning}

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Laying in bed like this makes me feel so happy and relaxed. With Douxie's arm wrapped around my hips, his body pressed so close to mine... I feel safe in his sleeping embrace. My head nestles on his shoulder, and his chin rests atop my head. I'm currently following his breathing pattern, with my hand on his bare chest over his heart. (Douxie sleeps without a shirt, just throwing that out there.)

His heart rhythm is soft, calm, and at ease. I could honestly live like this forever.

But it sadly doesn't last. Jake comes bursting through the door into my room without even a moment's notice, ruining the comfort in the moment. I groan as Douxie shoots bolts awake from the loud thud of my door hitting the wall. He brings his arms around me protectively, ready to attack whatever it is coming at us. But he sees Jake in the doorway and scowls.

Jake's expression reads poutful and angry, but I'm not sure why. I huff a breath as Douxie plops down onto the pillow, ignoring my brother. He groans, pulling me closer to his body. I sigh and lift my head up.

"Arya! You're such a liar!!" He screeches.

I blink in his general direction, confused.

"What are you talking about?"

"You said you would be home alone last night! No friends!"

He looks at Douxie.

"I don't know why you're even letting HIM in your bed!"

Douxie lets out a faint grunt and lifts his hand against my back. I sigh, and lift my head up to look at him from across the room.

"I already told you, he's not just my friend."

"Ok, best friend, whatever!!"

Douxie let's out an offended peep.

"No, Jake, remember what I told you Sunday? About us?"

"What about it?"

"Ugh, I just want to sleep..." Douxie mumbles, before throwing a look over his shoulder.

"I'm with your sister, squirt."

"Hey! Don't call me squirt! I'm 811 years old!!"

"Still a lot younger than us, though." Mumbles Douxie. Plopping his head back into the cushion.

As what Douxie said clicks in Jake's head, his eyes widen and he balls his hands into fists.

"Wait, go back, you said you're WITH her? What do you mean?"

"Jake.... We're dating." I admit finally.

His jaw drops.

"YOu're WHat?!"

I roll my eyes and deadpan, laying down back in my love's arms. I nestle into his grasp and hum a soft breath, hearing Jake scoff.

"You two are pathetic morning people."