Under the peach tree (discontinued)

Good morning

hello all my ladies, lads, and other fellows.
I hope you enjoy

Evan POV

My eyes slowly opened to the semi-lit room, a small bit of light came in through the window. I was by myself, Max and Rick had already gotten up. They were early risers, so I wasn't surprised. I stand up from the bed and fix the sheets just a bit.

I left the room and headed down the stairs, it was more steps than I normally take since my room is technically on the first floor (or second depending on how you wanna count it).

I reached the bottom of the stairs, and I realized. I was still only wearing Ricks sweater, well it's not like the boys would mind and it covers enough. So I'm fine.

I walk into the kitchen, Donny is at the stove cooking breakfast and Finn is sitting at the island on his phone. He lets out a small snort, he probably saw something funny. Finn pulls his phone up definitely going to show us what he laughed at. His eyes trail up with the phone, and he gets sight of me.

"Woah," was all they came out of his mouth. It's funny that no matter how many times he sees one of us, either naked or semi-naked he still makes that stupid expression. Like a virgin who just saw dick for the first time.

"Good morning you two," I say going up behind Don and giving him a kiss on the cheek. Don slowly turns around to look at me, he starts looking at my-most likely messy-hair, then his eyes drop down to my exposed thighs.

"Evan," he said, "Please, put on some pants."

"Why? It's not like you mind. Plus you've seen me naked like a bazillion times," I move my hands slightly as I talk.

"I know I don't mind, you look adorable in Rick sweater. But, I know that Augustus might mind,"

I had almost forgotten that Augustus was here, just as I had that thought a very tired looking redhead walked into the Kitchen.

August POV

I walked into the kitchen to grab my coffee, but instead, I see Even in a sweater and nothing else. Of course, he had underwear on, at least I think he did. If he did they were on the shorter side. Wow, that's an image now in my head.

God, his thighs were massive, I didn't notice yesterday but he was built. He might be able to crush a watermelon with those. Oh no, brain stop having gay thoughts, not right now.

"ummmmHI'" I say trying not to be weird about the fact that Evan is half-naked.

"haha, sorry." starts to leave the room, I'm assuming to go put pants on. My eyes are still bouncing everywhere trying to avoid looking at Even.

My eyes find their way to the dark-haired boy, Finn. He was looking at something with this sort of smirk on his face, I follow his line of sight all the way to Evans- oh.

His eyes stayed glued to Evan until he was out of sight. Then his eyes darted to me, he gave a small smile. I walk over to the coffee pot to pour my coffee, I go over to sit at the island with Finn.

"So, the movers are coming today with your stuff, right?" he said in an awkward attempt to make the atmosphere normal again.

He said that he and Evan would help move the heavier stuff upstairs. While the other boys -excluding Quinton and Rick because they had worked- would help move the lighter stuff. having all of them helping like that would make the proses go a lot faster. Of course, I was on my own when it came to unpacking the boxes themselves.

*****time skip sponsored by Evans HELLA THICC ASS*****

After I finished eating breakfast with the others, Quinton and Rick had left for work. The movers had arrived shortly after, they had offed to help but we declined. We had gotten to work moving each idem and each box upstairs. I think the hardest one to get up was my desk, thankfully I didn't have to move it upstairs, Finn and Evan did. But they didn't seem to have much trouble with it.

I was left in my room to unpack my boxes, I was going to put headphones on a listen to music. But mind began to wonder as I opened up the first box and began to pull stuff out placing it where it belongs.

I know I am attracted to all the boys here, well physically attracted. Even though I tend to lean more towards masculine guys, I'm finding myself attracted to people like Fabian and Quinton. Maybe even Rick and Evan too, they fall on more the feminine side, Max might count too, I learned that he does dance like ballet and acro (acrobatics) which aren't your typically masculine things. I'm not saying that being feminine makes you less of a man or being masculine makes you more of a man. Like if a man wants to rock a skirt he can, I wish I could but my parents would have never allowed that. (I just got really sad that hits really hard for me)

Now that I think about it, I'm not even sure if any of them are gay. Well, the way Finn acted this morning wasn't exactly straight, but he's 9 years older than me, I think that's too much he probably does too. But aside from that, I can't confirm if the rest are straight or gay or something in between.

This thought stays in my mind as I continue to work.

*****another time skip brought to you by the struggles of being gay*****

I continue to work until I am called down for lunch, I head downstairs since I am kinda hungry. I head down the staircase and head into the living room. I hear someone talking, it was Donavan. I wasn't sure what he was talking about but he was with Max at the table.

He said, "If you die in a living room, it's no longer a /living/ room."

Max let out a short giggle.

But Quinton who I assume was on the couch, scoffed a response, "That's not how it works, Donny-baby."

huh, 'Donny-baby'? What's that about? are they dating or is he the kind of person who calls everyone by cute little names, like a gramma.

I look over to the couch, then I and Quinn lock eyes. That awkward moment, I don't think he knew I was in the room. He looked a little embarrassed, I don't think he wanted me to hear him calling Donavan that name.

I then become fully aware that there is another body on the couch, Fabian. He was snuggling with Quinton, his body was closely pressed up against the other. Fabian rested his head against the taller boy's shoulder, his eyes were closed and he looked very comfortable. But Quinton seemed to be paying no mind to the sleeping boy beside him.

What's up with this guy, is he dating Donavan or Fabian. Or are these boys really just that close, I'm so confused. What is going on here, I just wanted lunch.

We all sat at the table, minus Rick, who was still at work and Finn, who had recently left for work. It was quiet other than a few awkward moments of small talk. I feel like there's something they don't want me to know, I know I should respect there privacy but I'm just so carious. I feel like there's some bigger picture I'm not seeing.

Or maybe it's just my imagination going wild.

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but day is not done, there is more confusion to come
hehehehhehhhhehhe I rhymed

bye people

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