𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑝 𝐵𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 // 𝑀𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑘

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-Mikes pov-

I slowly woke up to the sun shining through my window, right in my face. I winced and groaned in annoyance as I turned the other way to get the sun out of my eyes.

I flinched a little when I saw Derek, he was sleeping soundly and soft snores left his slightly parted lips. They looked so soft and pink, I almost- Gah! Stop it.

I pushed my thoughts down deep, so they'd never come back up again. I blushed slightly and tried to get up slowly, but as soon as the bed made that little creaking sound he wrapped his arms around me again and pulled me back down on the bed, "Stay." he growled in his low raspy morning voice with his eyes still closed.

"would you move,I'm hungry..." I said a little annoyed as I tried to pry his arms off my waist.

"Eat later" his grip got tighter and it kinda hurt, I let out a whimper which I prayed he didn't hear.

"That hurts...just get off." he huffed like a toddler and let me go, I walked downstairs slightly massaging my probably bruised waist and saw that no one was up. Lazy ass family.

I decided to make breakfast for everyone, y'know because I'm a good person. I put the bacon in the oven along with sausages and cooked the eggs. Then I started making pancakes when I felt something grip my side and I flinched.

When I turned around I saw Derek smirking at me, ugh, "good morning, fairy." I rolled my eyes as I turned my attention back towards the food, "Stop calling me that, jackass." I mumbled that last part.

"No, and hurry up with the food. I'm hungry." he yawned and pat my head before going to sit down on the sofa in the living room.

I could feel his gaze burning holes into my skin, he was staring at me the whole time I was cooking. I glanced over at him a couple times and rolled my eyes when he smirked at me.

I finally finished cooking and Ms. Jess and my dad came down stairs, yawning and stretching, "Good morning my little angels." Ms. Jess said whiles kissing Dereks forehead then walking in the kitchen kissing mine.

She paused for a second and had a look of regret, probably thinking I wouldn't be okay or comfortable with her kissing my head. To be honest I didn't mind, I missed that type of comfort.

I smiled to reassure her that it was fine and she smiled back, "I made breakfast if you're hungry?" My dads head popped up behind her, "you did? Yes! Love it when he cooks" we all chuckling at my dad as he basically drooled over the food, Jess had to drag him away and sit him down at the table.