Alpha Gymnastic Boy

Chapter 20

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Adorable.

That's what he is cooking and blushing because of past events. I have to admit that seeing him cooking had me feeling some type of way that I can't really out words to at the moment but I know for sure that I like it. He move around the kitchen like he knows what he's doing and I think he does so at least I don't have to worry about being sick or poisoned.

"Can you pass the salt" he ask without looking at me.

I smirk "I thought you were anti-salt Sug" I joke and I watch as he blush and pout cutely.

"I'm not. I was just correcting you Grumpy" He reply holding his hand out for the salt I pick up as soon as he asked.

"What if I say come get it?" I tease and he gulp looking nervous.

"Then it'll have to stay fresh. I believe your meal has enough salt to share" he sass a bit without realising and I chuckle holding out the salt for him to take. "Thank you" he said quickly tipping a little bit in the pot.

"Did you even put any in there?" I ask base of the few drops that I could possible have counted.

"Ah yes" he said without looking at me, hands on his waist and his next hand stirring before he knock it on the pot side to get the remains off the spoon before turning of the stove. "Finish" he said.

"If you say so. Those crystal I could count. I don't even know why you bother" I said watching him get plates and utensils.

"Nothing misses your eyes does it?" He turn staring into my eyes before looking away to set the plates of the island where we will sit to eat put I took them from him.

"Nope unless I allow it" I whisper since I was that close to him and he take a step back clearing his throat. Blush forming again.

"Go away Grumpy" I grin at his adorable self tempted to slap his ads since it was now turn to me. Look so damn good too, instead I control myself and set the plates.

"It's breakfast. Don't you share then sit to eat and not sit to eat then share?" I ask since I'm use to sitting down with my plate already full.

"In my house" he said setting pots of food in the middle "it's everyone for themselves most of the time. The food is place and you share out" he finish just as he took off his apron joining me to sit.

"Sounds pretty rough" I said making conversation as we share to it. By now you could say we are having brunch because it's late to say it's just a breakfast seeing as it's couple minutes from lunch time.

"Yeah but you get use to it after a while" he said and base on his tone of voice he didn't want this topic to go any further. Maybe too painful so I drop it.

"Tell me something" I try to lighten the mood, allowing him to choose what we talk about and set the pace.

He pause chewing what's inside his mouth all the while expressing a thinking face. "I dislike cats" he said like it's no big deal but to me and my wolf it was because we hate it too. It's not because I'm a wolf hence part dog why I hate it, oh well maybe that too but they are overly cleaning, annoyingly cuddly thieves that gives you shit while expecting you to lick the ground they walk on just the same. Just thinking about them stir my wolf. (O/N: I love cats but I can't stay around them too long).

"Thank Moddess because same" I said without thinking.

"Moddess?" I blink up at him raising a brow "you said Moddess. Don't you mean thank god?" I laugh it off to not raise any alert.

"You know how you have persons who worship differently?" I ask and he nods "I'm one of those" he seem a bit shock then nod accepting.

Brunch continue after that with small talks and jokes. We wash up the dishes and pots together since we cooked together and ate together which turn out to be childishly fun because a small water war occurred leaving us both damp and cold however laughing and happy.

He dig through his closet to find the biggest clothes he has to give. "I'd think your clothes will fit either way Sug" I told him seeing how many times he show me one of his big shirts. He look really determine to get me out of these clothes which warms my heart despite scowling myself inside because thing will only end like it did for my parents.

"Yes!" I hear a yell which brought me back to reality to see Sugar holding a shirt that looks like it will fit with the biggest most proud grin on his face "now you can get out of those wet clothes and be all comfortable. Can't have you sick on me," he turn around mumbling about pants so I guess he's trying to find some however he wasn't successful in the closet so he smile at me quickly as he pass to his dresser draw to search.

I follow him feeling the bond pulling me towards him. Showing affection, caring and protecting is a few powerful ways to strengthen a wolf bond with there mate and right not his portraying all of those without even realizing. I appreciate how he's going out his way to make me comfortable.

"Grumpy," he whisper and I realise I have him press up against his dresser draw. He look surprise but hopefully and that's what I want to see that he has hope even when it scars me of the outcome. He look so ready, so delicate right now, absolutely delicious that I like my lips unintentional while staring into his eyes or what he'll allow me to seeing as he can't meet my eyes for long.

Just a taste.

I need to know if he taste as sweet as his personality, delicious as his cooking and body and is as fragile as he looks now.

'Just a little taste,' my wolf encourage my thoughts.

"Gru-" but I place a finger to those lips. So soft and pretty I run my finger over it taking in more of it's softness (O/N: Do not try this. Corona!!)

"Sshh," I said softly as I slowly descend onto his lips.

It's like fireworks.

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