Chapter 9 - Mason

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The little boy I met yesterday was so cute. The tail and ears were interesting but nobody in the room seemed to pay any attention to them. It was like he did not have them. When The tall man, Linus introduced me to the boy whose name is Caspian he was shy and had hid his face with his hair. After he got comfortable with me though he kept asking me every question he could think of. He was so smart for being so young. You could tell that he was spoiled and always had everyone's attention.

They all had dinner with me last night and the boy's mom, Aspen, had made me some tea with some honey in it. That had really helped my sore throat and it was delicious. I had some mashed potatoes and some mac and cheese with some bacon in it. It was really good; Aspen is an amazing cook. They had what looked like homemade hamburgers. The patties weren't perfectly circle but they looked like they had a lot of meat. The dirty blonde boy, Tristian, gave me a taste of his and it was so good, but it was only a small bite.

After dinner Linus and Aspen had left us to clean up the kitchen. The boy's stayed and watched Caspian tell me the names of all his stuffed animals. When they came back they had brought back ice cream for all of us. Three different flavors and several different bowls that were each a different color. I picked the red bowl and cookies and cream flavor. Tristian's favorite flavor is also cookies and cream which for some reason made me incredibly happy.

Braden and Ambrose shared a bowl which I thought was weird since there was enough for them both to have their own bowl, but it was extremely cute. Braden and Ambrose seem like they are awfully close for being brothers. When Caspian fell asleep in Tristian's lap Braden and Ambrose left with him to go put him to bed.

Tristian always stays with me at night because he does not want me to feel lonely. When it was time for me to go to sleep I had to move to one of the chairs so that Aspen could change my sheets. That had to happen every day. Linus and Ethan both helped me out of bed and into the chair and Tristian sat with me. Ethan says I don't want to get bed sores. I guess it's a good thing I don't know what those are.

Tonight, was different though it was really hard to sleep and I found myself thinking about how much I wanted Tristian to lay in bed with me. I used to love when I could share a bed with Brandon, and it would help me sleep at night. Tristian was different then Brandon though. He did not need me to sleep with him. Brandon would have nightmares and said that I helped him.

Tonight, I decided to try and do what the voice inside my head told me though. So, I scooted over and patted the bed next to me. Tristian had looked up from the paper he was working on and looked at me curiously.

"You want me to lay down with you pup?" He asked me cautiously making me nod my head.

He smiles at me and moves his papers to the floor and lays down on the bed with me. The bed is a little small so we both fit kind of snug. He lays on his side though which gives me room to curl up and snuggle into his side. I lay my head on his chest and listen to his heart thump thump thump. I decided this was the best way to sleep.

As I fall asleep I think I feel him kiss the top of my head. "I love you, pup." I think I hear him whisper but I must be really tired.

I wake up to somebody clearing their throat. It seems as though Tristian had also fallen asleep with me. So, Ethan and Linus had both come in and saw us. Tristian wakes up and gets up rather quickly giving Linus this mischievous smile that I thought was so cute. Ethan just looks amused what he had caught.

"Morning gentlemen," Tristian solutes making me laugh. I wonder if he is always this awkward when he gets caught doing something he isn't supposed to. I always assumed Tristian was the type that was always getting himself into some kind of trouble. I guess you can still be the bad boy type but just be really bad at it. This thought makes me laugh which makes everyone focus their attention on me.

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