Breaking The Rules

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guys I loved the ship name "Nikara"😍
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"Niklaus, hands off the ass when we're in public."

"I would barely call it public; we're in a grocery store at 9pm in our pyjamas. The chances of someone seeing me touch your ass is quite unlikely."

"Say that to the elderly couple we just passed."

Niklaus looked behind his shoulder and laughed at the horrid expressions they most likely had on their faces. He turned back to me, swinging one lazy arm around my shoulder, and kissed my temple.

Most of our day went by quickly. We decided to take a lazy day, watching cheesy horror films and make-out here and there, and when we went to make dinner and realized we had no food (after a quickie on the sofa, of course), Niklaus dragged me out of his place to go shopping with him.

I wasn't complaining about the day, though. I ended up learning a lot more about Niklaus than I thought I would and vice-versa. For example, I learned that his birthday was December twentieth, he ate a spider as a dare when he was five and now he isn't scared of any type

"I'm surprised you didn't hire someone do buy your groceries," I said as I pushed the cart toward me the ice cream and other desserts.

"I don't like depending on other people to do my chores," he told me, stopping me suddenly. His eyes were staring at the cheesecakes. "Everything I do on my own; cooking, cleaning, shopping, driving. I only call in my chauffeur when I'm going clubbing or to any event with alcohol."

He smiled down at me and I couldn't help but return it, opening the door and grabbing two cheesecakes. Once they were in the cart, we continued.

"Why are we getting healthy food?" I asked with a gag, watching as he added vegetables into our mountain of groceries.

"Because almost everything I cook is made up of healthy food, kitten," he said with a chuckle. "It doesn't take just working out to look this good."

I rolled my eyes and grabbed some avocados. I gasped when his fingers pinched my ass, jerking forward and stumbling into an aisle. Niklaus laughed as some cereal boxes fell on my head, two boxes of Cheerios falling into the cart.

"Asshole," I snapped, hearing his laughter continue. "What is wrong with you?"

"I couldn't resist," he lamely defended. "Your ass looks great in those pants."

I looked down at my red plaid pants, pursing my lips when I saw that the ends of my pants went passed my feet. I tried to push him away but Nicklaus only pulled me closer to his body, encasing me in his warmth.

"They're just pants," I grumbled out, biting back a smile as he kissed my head.

"Pants that make your ass look amazing," he corrected.

My hands moved to swat his grabby hands from my butt, ignoring his childish whining. We went to the self-check out and I began to swipe each item, feeling him kiss my shoulder.

"You realize your father's probably watching your every move, right?" Niklaus said, putting the food that I swiped into paper bags. "Give me that cheesecake."