Contract Killers (Multiship)

Chapter 68 - Mistakes Happen

Geno's POV

Reaper woke up and kissed the back of my neck.

Reaper: Good morning, Vita Mia.

Me: Fuck off, Love.

Reaper: Why are you so mean to me?

Me: Because I can.

Reaper: Wow. My own wife doesn't even love me. I feel so betrayed.

He huffed jokingly. I laughed quietly as I held his left hand in mine. I looked at our wedding rings. Even though I didn't act like it, I loved Reaper with all of my soul. He can sometimes be fucking annoying but he somehow stole my heart.

Reaper: Are you calling in for maternity leave today, Geno?

Me: I was planning on it.

We got out of bed but didn't haste ourselves to change clothing as it was a weekend. I stole Reaper's cloak and draped it over my shoulders.

Reaper began making breakfast. He offered me some but I wasn't hungry at all so I politely declined. This child is ruining my meals. I would normally eat three meals a day but now, I can either have random cravings or I feel nauseous just by looking at food.

(Time Skip)

I was folding laundry with Reaper next to me when Fresh suddenly jumped down the stairs. He didn't get good footing so he fell onto the floor, which I expected to happen. He stood up without a scratch and a smile.

'What a trooper.'

Me: Morning Dare Devil. How was your fall?

Fresh: It hurt but it was fun.

I shook my head.

Me: What am I going to do with you?

Fresh: Whelp, I'm your baby bro so you're stuck with me forever.

Me: Seems like a living hell.

Fresh: Hey, that's not nice.

Me: Dude, you're seventeen and you jumped off the stairs. You're acting like a five year old.

He gave me a wide smile and rubbed the back of his neck. I giggled as I went back to folding the clothes. Reaper started to help me so we could get done faster. I noticed that Fresh was heading towards the front door.

Fresh: I'm going out to meet up with friends.

Me: Make sure you take a condom.

Fresh: Geno!

Me: Sorry, sorry. Alright have fun.

Once he closed the front door, Reaper wrapped his arms around me. He sweetly kissed me as we started cuddling. I ended up completely forgetting about the laundry.

Reaper put his hand on my stomach while I slowly began to close my eye. For some reason, I was really exhausted.

(Time Skip)

A fast flip of a page disturbed my peace. I saw Reaper writing in his journal. The TV was tuned to the Hallmark channel. You know, the cliche movies where there is absolutely no conflict. The coffee table had a small plate of Tiramisu on it. There was a weighted wool quilt on top of me.