A Small House & A Big Secret {Brooklyn/Vy/Ky/Jeran/Matthew}

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

It's somehow become normal to fall asleep in Kyanite's bed. Wasn't too easy for Brooklyn the first couple of nights, throwing tantrums and what not, but she's grown used to the comfort of the Brunette rather quickly. She's been caring for her for a bit now, and she's a whole lot nicer then her grandmother. If her mom has to go away like she used to, only visiting a couple days a week, least it'd be under better circumstances.

Luckily the older Blonde appeared sooner then expected, and there's no signs that it'll only be for a brief period...just the odd feeling that she's not fully there. It's better then nothing though, even if Brooklyn's still passed along to Ky for bedtime. As long as her mommy doesn't sneak off again.

As usual the little rugrat is waking up bright and early, with a wide grin gracing her round cheeks. "Ky ky..." She looks over at the sleeping Brunette and debates if she should wake her or not. Wanting to be sweet this morning she decides not to, doing her best to crawl out of bed quietly. "Mattew." Brooklyn giggles when she notices who's on the other side of Kyanite. Guess she'll be really good and let them both sleep.

With a good grip on the covers she slides off the bed and tiptoes across the room. Surprisingly she even manages to open the door without any unnecessarily loud noises. "Mama." She hopes to greet as she opens the door to the room they share together. Just like the horrible night before, the bed's empty. Immediately tears stream down the toddler's face and a soft whimper joins in.

There's no cautious care to be quiet this time as she enters Kyanite's room. "Ky ky." She cries out for while she circles around to her side of the bed. "Mama gone agains." She cuts straight to it and begins sobbing even harder.

[Jack Lexington]

The wamrth of the bed and softness of sleep surrounds me comfortably after Kyanite has once again turned in search of a more comfortable position most of the night. For a while I had been contemplating sleeping on the couch or going back to my palce (which would be freezing cold right now) but when she finally settled down, so did I.

Way too early the small kid sharing Ky's side of the bed (and making a good nights sleep even harder) wakes up. Her soft words barely get me to open one eye so when she sneaks away to find her mom and snuggle closer to my girl friend and nuzzle my face into her long dark locks to get some more sleep.

I fall back into the dream I just had, which is a rather strange one about my father when he was a lot younger than now and a totally different person. As I explore that man I hear her voice again. Her words on't failto wake me up this time though...something about momma gone again.

"For fucks sake" I mutter and push back my blanket just to have the cold air in the room lick at my bare chest in a way that uncomfortably wakes me.
Feet bare and nothing but my boxers on I push myself out of bed and walk over to Brooklyn in a very unbalanced way.
"Hey, shhhh, quiet. Don't wake up Kyanite."
I'm too happy that she finally found some sleep and plan to sneak right back into bed in a minute or two after locating her once again missing mother.

"I will tie her down." I grumpily tell the sniffing toddler and scoop her up. At least her small body provides a bit of warmth while I go searching for the stubborn blonde.

Yep, she's not in her room. The bed is empty, so is the rest of the room.
"Maybe downstairs."
With Brooklyn on my arm I pad down to the livving room, which presents itself just as deserted. A little confused I look around but the whole house is still as quiet as it should be on a Sunday morning at 6 am.

"Shit." I curse again when I fear that she might have gone out of the house again and totally forget that my language might not be apt for a small kid.
After checking both doors, which are locked I'm even more confused so I walk back up to see whether Vy has told Kyanite that she's staying somewhere else.

Gently I shake her shoulder. "Ky, wake up. Vy's gone again." I'm still too tired to sound panicking but I'm sure the little crying girl crawling up to her in her bed does the trick.

[*]

A tiny voice invades my sleep, but for some reason, I can't wake enough to pay attention to it. It seems almost as if it's part of my dream. Integrating it into this scene where I'm holding this small child in my arms, swaddled and wrapped up tightly within my grasp. The tiny little lips of the baby suckle thin air but its eyes are closed, probably nursing in habit. The tiny voice that I heard only a moment ago disapperates quickly and I'm left rocking this tiny little baby in a rocking chair, with this afterglow of blue hinting around the room. Ever so slowly, a fog emmits itself into the room, slowly taking away my surroundings and then engulfing the baby and then suddenly the weight is lifted from my arms and is taken away from me, but the fog chokes my senses and makes me suddenly jerk back to the waking world with Matthew looking at me.

I cough slightly, and groan as I start to get back to the waking world and notice the little girl whose trying to cuddle under my arm with her big boo-boo eyes full of tears and fear. I wrap my arm around the girl, giving her a half-sleepy smile. It takes me just a moment to realize and register what Matthew had said.

"Gone?" I question and get a quick 'uh-huh!' from the little girl whose crawled up into my arm. I lean over, kissing her on the forehead then I have to force myself to sit up in the bed. Though, I can't. Again, I groan and turn to my side and roll to a sitting position, placing a hand to my abdomen and then rubbing my eye with the other free hand.

"Where is she Matthew?" I ask, looking around the room for a moment trying to get my barings. Brooklyn, on the other hand, is wide awake and looks to me for answers and immediately grasps my hand and slides off the bed, pulling me. "Okay. Okay, I'm comming Brooklyn. Kyky is coming." I try to reassure the girl and get to my feet and stumble two steps to the side and run into the dresser beside me.

"Kyky, you okay?" The little girl asks as she absentmindedly pats my hip where I hit the dresser and then begins to pull me again.

"Yeah, Kyky is fine. Just sleepy. YOu should be asleep too." I tell her but she simply shakes her head.

"Momma gone. Go find her Kyky!" I look to Matthew as I head for the door and slip my hand around Matthew's waist for a moment.

"Is she not in her room? Kitchen or anything?" I ask and sleepily follow where the little girl is going as she goes to look in the spare bedroom we were fixing up for Brooklyn and the baby even though it's use won't be for long after she's born. New plans and a new home is where I'm going to be going. So, as we go, I start checking the doors in the hallway, passing by Jeran's room since I know how much he was needing to sleep since the other day's events.

With each door I check, there's no sign of her. So I turn to look at Matthew. "Want me to check outside just in case?"

[Jack Lexington]

It's a hard to actually wake Kynite up and when she does it takes her a moment to register what I said.
I shiver slightly at the though of Vy missing again. The cold morning air in Kyanitesbedroom doesn't help either. We need to figure out what on earth Vy is upto again though.
"Hopefully she's not beating anybody up again." I mutter as I watch her run into the dresser with wide eyes.
"Take it easy. You're carrying a precious load."
I circle around the bed and take Brooklyn's hand so she stops pulling on my pregnant girl friend but she makes it clear that she doesn't want ME.

"Is she not in her room? Kitchen or anything?" kyanite asks me. Her hand feels warm on my bare skin. Maybe I should grab a shirt.
"I've checked the kitchen, living room...doors are locked, too."
With that I pick up my grey hoodie from the floor and pull it on before I follow the girls down the hallway.

They're as little successful as I was.
"Want me to check outside just in case?" She asks with growing worry as I can tell by her voice but I shake myhead.
"To slip and fall on the snow? That's the last thing I want you to do. Plus the doors are locked." I shake my head and run my hands over my growing scruff.

Brooklyn gives me one of those heart melting, bottom lip quivering looks to make us move faster in our search.

A little clueless I stand in the middle of the hallway when I hear a sound from behind Jeran's bedroom door.
It's just a crazy idea since everybody keeps denying they have a 'realtionship' but who knows.
I know what I saw at the academy and they didn't look like distant members of the same platoon then.
So with a look at Kyanite I show her to be quiet and turn the knob of the door just to push it open.
From the hallway all I can see on the bed are covers so I tip toe inside.
There's an arm, a rather slender one, dangling from the bed. I have a sneaking suspicion that it doesn't belong to Jeran and as I step up to the bed a huge grin spreads on my face.
"Make up sex. Best one he'll ever get."

[*]

It's an honest question. Matthew's partially undressed, still standing around in his boxers while I'm fully dressed in something warm. He refuses to let me out at this hour with what the weather had done. I roll my eyes and grin at him, agreeing not to go outside to protect myself and Matthew's growing worry. I've noticed a lot lately how he's become protective of me again; mostly, in Mira's favor. I can't blame him at all and I'm okay with it all.

"Okay. You don't think she'd be smart enough to close the door this time, but got locked out? What if she's out there freezing or something and she can't get back in?" I question Matthew, but look to the little girl whose face is puzzled and can only hear me say that her mom is locked out. That lip is transfered to Matthew's ever growing soft spot for the kid. I can see his face change as he changes apearrance after hearing something. I tilt my head, rubbing the side of my stomach to get rid of the growing pains pulling on my side.

"What?" I ask just before he puts his finger to his lip and he motions to Jeran's bedroom. Very slowly, I watch him enter the bedroom, but I pick up Brooklyn and follow behind him, playing with Brooklyn and also putting a finger to my lips to tell her to be quiet. "Don't wake up uncle Jeran."

She nods.

Matthew takes a few more steps further in than me, considering I'm slower than him and I have to be careful about holding Brooklyn in my arms and manuevering her to my hip. That's when I see the hand about the time that I hear Matthew whisper over to me something about makeup sex. My mouth drops. I shake my head because I just don't want to beleive it, and sure enough one more step forward has me seeing the blonde hair of my best friend and the sleeping form of my own brother. I am about to bust out with words, but Brooklyn does it first.

"Momma!" Her tiny voice seems to scream in the silence when it was merely only above a whisper. I feel my cheeks redden and I turn quickly to leave the room, completely embarrassed to see what I just did. My cheeks feel like their burning as I dash into my bedroom and sit Brooklyn on the bed and stand there with complete surprise as I drop my head and put my hand over my face.

"What wrong, Kyky? Momma okay?" The toddler asks, tears starting to form in her eyes.

"Yeah. Brooklyn. Mommy's sleeping. Jeran is sleeping, too." The words are just not right as they come from my mouth. I can't beleive it. How have I missed the signs? How in the world could I not have seen this coming. Vy and Jeran...

My head swirls with the information I just had to take in and I sit on the bed beside Brooklyn who wraps her arms around my neck. "Shhhh. Momma sweeping!" She giggles.

"Yes. Mommy is sleeping." With Jeran... my mind adds without question. I saunter to the side, falling to the pillow and finally a grin starts to appear and I can't help but start to giggle lightly. "A couple... I never... thougth it was possible." Brooklyn sits beside me and pats me on the cheek.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Vy Pryce

Like always Vy's mind is waking up at the slightest sound of the door creaking open, though her eyelids don't register as fast. The joys of having a toddler that erases any ability of being a heavy sleeper. Is she attempting to be sweet by going to disturb someone else's slumber? No, it can't be. Another warm body still occupies the bed and it's far from the size of Brooklyn. In fact it's a breathtaking reminder of what she did last night, or rather yet who. A smile creeps to her face as one of her arms hugs Jeren tighter to pull herself closer, and her other remains dangling over the side of the bed...then it clicks that if no one's existing, someone's entering.

"Make up sex. Best one he'll ever get." Rings through her ears as she turns her head towards the door. Immediately she pulls the sheets up to her neck, even if everything was already covered. Looks like the entire household has decided to bust in on their first morning after. Least she didn't beat him up that badly last night.

A deadly glare remains on Matthew and his shitty grin. "Ever heard of knocking Dunham?" She nearly barks, but completely averts the fact they were caught red handed. Her bright cheeks say enough, her words however are excellent at diversion. Then she has to hear the innocent voice of her daughter calling out the only name she knows for her. It makes her want to curl up and hide to also see Kyanite holding Brooklyn in the room. Seconds later they're dashing out, and she can't help but worry that Ky's not happy about this.

"Frack." She mutters while burying her face into her hands and a blanket. So much for keeping this a secret. And why is she not surprised Matthew's at the head of all of this.

[Jack Lexington]

Kyanite behind me with Brooklyn in her arms takes a very quick turn out of the room, maybe to protect the toddler from this ‘aweful’ sight or maybe herself. I’m not sure that it had crossed her mind that her brother could actually be hooking up with her friend, who had claimed that no guy would ever enter her life again.

I, on the other hand, stand there with a shit eating grin that couldn’t be broader crossing my arms as I watch Vy try to cover up her bare skin with a blanket. She has to be beyond embarrassed because she’s been claiming for months that there’s nothing between the two.
"Ever heard of knocking Dunham?" She glares at me, which just makes me chuckle.
“Where’s the fun in that?” I look over at Jeran’s dark hair which is all that I can see because he hasn’t woken up yet.
So I let my gaze settle on Vy again, who’s cursing at Ky dashing out the room.
“You still want to deny that the two of you hooked up?” My brows shoot up but I’m not moving in inch. This is just too good (and too relieving after the scare she gave us all).
I’m getting a huge kick out of the blondes red face and her embarrassment.
A few years ago my father had walked in on some high school chick and me, whom I had brought home for a night, and boy, oh boy, did he ever roast me. I’m intending to pass the favor on.
“I guess you’re better off in his bed that out in the forest.”
Oh I’m going to milk this for all it’s worth.

OOC: Not going back to Ky’s room just yet;-)

[*]

The sleeping form of the man in the bed is unphased by the word that woke her mother up. If it did anything at all, it was mere him moving slightly but what did the trick was Matthew's voice. Immediately, he began to take in the surrounds without moving, but just as soon as that began to occure and Dunham's voice came about again, woke him with a start. He turns over and noticing Dunham standing there with the biggest grin on his face.

"Ah, shit! What the hell, Dunham, get the hell out of my room." His voice has that sleepy tone to it, as he makes sure that he's well covered before sitting up in the bed and pointing directly at Matthew and with a hateful look to follow.

"I guess you're better off in his bed than out in the forest."

"That ain't none of your business, Dunham." He grits his teeth at the man in the room, his facial expression shows nothing of embarassment, but anger instead. His fingers go to grip the pillow behind him, and

"I said GET OUT, Dunham. This ain't no peep show. You ain't seen me walking in on you." He launches the pilllow and throws it at Matthew, but it seems to merely hit him and land on the floor. He's looking around the floor trying to locate his pants, but notice how he'd actually have to go get them if he wanted to be covered enough to chase after Matthew if he doesn't leave. "If I have get out of this bed to get you out, Dunham, you are going to be dead, you hear me?"

It's then that he finally looks over to Vy, whose cheeks are redder than he's ever seen them. He automatically wonders if she's embarassed to be seen with him or just the simple fact of them being caught in the same bed together after such a long night?

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

It's almost not surprising to think that they got caught the next morning. Least Vy can be grateful they weren't interrupted a few hours ago for a change. But Matthew's smirk makes this all too familiar, a nice reminder that their times together never successfully go unnoticed. Lucky for them they don't a Higher Rank to face, only Matthew now. Apparently it's just no fun if their relationship remained a secret, as he points out his reasoning for barging in. How kind of him. Guess it is more comical with Kyanite and Brooklyn out of the room, plenty of time to worry about their feelings on this later...after clothes are retrieved.

"He was just making sure I didn't attack anyone again." Vy attempts to playoff though a smirk only grows upon her cheeks, and she buries her face into Jeran's bed to hideaway her feelings. Pretty obvious they're not going to talk their way out of this one, not with every article of both their clothing scattered among the floor. And until someone's upset over this, it's nothing to be ashamed over either.

Speaking of being upset, Jeran of all people decides to join the woken world, and he sounds far from pleased. Couldn't be shocked if he had no interest in any of this getting out. Instantly he's demanding Matthew to leave, and Vy can only hope it's not due to what she believes.

Another joke arrives from Matthew, causing a pathetic chuckle to escape from the Blonde. He does have a point, it's much warmer and safer in here then out in the forest, especially for the other members of this household. And if they weren't in their current circumstances, nude under some sheets with Matthew standing over them, things would be different. The humor quickly fades, and even more so when Jeran angrly informs that it's none of his business. Right now it most certainly isn't. Have to appreciate the comedy instead of insults though.

More laughter escapes from Vy when Jeran throws a pillow at Matthew and demands him to leave. Can understand why he'd kill if he had to force him out of the room, even his boxers aren't in reaching distances. "Jeran, it's okay." She tries to lighten the situation in a hushed voice, her eyes staying trained upon his healing face. The next few words aren't so quiet though. "Least they waited till now to walk in." For some odd reason she decides to go with the humor of this all as well. Her focus travels back over to Matthew, as if that alone will convince him to finally leave. Can never tell with him.

[Jack Lexington]

Every time these two get angry at me they start calling meby my last name. Or maybe it'sa remainder of the time in the same PK corps.

Once he's finally awake Jeran declares I should get out. Why though? Now that he's awake the fun only begins.
"That ain't none of your business, Dunham."

While V still tries to joke around by saying "He was just making sure I didn't attack anyone again." he's adament about me leaving and even threatens to come after me.

"What?"
I can't help but take the piss out of these two love birds, so I unzip my hoodie and step closer (after dodging the pillow). "I was just going to join you."

The boy in me comes out when I tug a little on the corner of their bed sheet that surely covers nothing but bare skin.
"C'mon, don't be shy, I've seen you do some naked push ups- heck, your girl stepped into the mens shower with me!" I raise a brow pointing at Vy. "After we rolled around in the mud for a bit...damn near got us both in trouble with Captain Strong."

Maybe I should retreat now because Jeran looks pretty damn pissed off. I know I would be if some asshole was going to walk in on me and Kyanite the morning after.

[*]

There is no jokes that can possibly help this situation when Jeran is nothing but pissed off that he's been found in the company of Vy. The morning after the first time together, and now he's getting nothing but Matthew's mouth and taunting. It enough to piss anyone off and as he is fully expecting Matthew to retreat out of the door he does the exact opposite, this time fully enveloping him in a new emotion. Complete disbelief hits him as Dunham starts to, not only come closer to the bed, but unzipping his jacket.

"I was just going to join you."

A snarl comes to his lips and he brings his head back a little to show his distaste for the current situation. "Dude, you are sick! Get out of here." Again, he reaches behind his head, taking another pillow in his hand and launching it toward Matthew, but it does about as good as the first time.

"C'mon, don't be shy, I've seen you do some naked push ups- heck, your girl stepped into the mens shower with me!" Jeran's eyes dart to Vy with astonishment. How could she be with him? How could Matthew do that to Kya?

"You've got to be kidding me?" His voice changes tones as Matthew keeps going.

"After we rolled around in the mud for a bit... damn near got us both in trouble with Captain Strong."

"THAT'S IT! OUT! I said get the fuck out of my room!" With anger fueling his aggression, he imediately pulls on the blanket at the end of the bed and tries to force himself out of the covers that is keeping his body covered, but one downfall about it is his foot getting stuck in the sheet causing him to topple over to the floor. Luckily, the blanket covers everything that needs to be and he's scrambling to get up and chase after Dunham. "I"m going to kill you myself!" He darts after him, shoving him toward the door.

[Jack Lexington]

It's incredible to see how riledup Jeran can get. For some reason I've barely ever seen him this intense, not during training and especially not when Vy started to beat on him. It must be the deeply engraved hate he's always felt for me when he starts growling and throwing another pillow, this time a lot harder.
"Dude, you are sick! Get out of here."
I dodge it again but make a surprised face.
Apparently Jeran's a little homophobic, too. He should know I'm only joking though.

When I joke about the shower he suddenly becomes dead serious and it dawns on me that my teasing does not only shed a bad light on Vy but also me. "You've got to be kidding me?"

My smile canishes a little as I also become serious. "It was the communal shower at the dorms and I was already in there. I didn't do anything!" I raise my hands in defense because at the time I had thought it was an aweful idea anyway.
"She's all yours."

"THAT'S IT! OUT! I said get the fuck out of my room!"
I retreat a step but it seems like I've done it since he jumps out of bed trying to keep his private bits covered- pulls the blanket away from his new girl friend and gets his foot caught in it.
It's quite comical but I have enough sense not to look at the blonde babe in bed or his fallen figure.
Instead I back away just to get push the rest of the way to the door.
"I"m going to kill you myself!" He roars like an angry bull. I guess he's fully awake now.
"Hey, hands off, Romeo. I'll let myself out. I'm not into this agressive shit you two are doing." One last bad joke and I'm out the door just to quickly step away from the bedroom in case he's coming after me.

For a minute I stand and watch before I make my way back to our bedroom, where I find Kyanite with Brooklyn, who must have heard Jeran's shouting.
"You brother surely doesn't like anybody seeing him in his birthsuit." I motion over my shoulder before I sit down on the bed and start grinning again.
"That was hilarious.Those two...busy and all..." I start chuckling like I've never outgrown my teenage years.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Nothing more should be expected out of Matthew then to tease the two still in bed with only sheets. But to unzip his jacket and request to join? Sure he's kidding, but his own girlfriend's in the other room! As for Vy she only dips under the covers as if to pretend that didn't even happen. "Really Matthew!" She scolds as Jeran calls him sick and once again demands him to leave. Like that's actually going to happen. And the moment goes from comical back to embarrassing, with bright red cheeks included.

Why possibly hope that Matt would actually leave it there? It's a difficult internal debate if she's supposed to laugh or get angry. If it was anybody aside from Jeran she wouldn't give two shits, this is a lot different though. Even more so when Matt mentions catching her in the shower before, and Jeran takes it as far from a joke...more along the lines that Vy's actually slept with him to.

"No, Jeran..." She's desperate to explain it to him, and even Matthew catches the mistake and tries to correct himself. Doesn't matter anymore since Jeran's already fuming. "Thanks Matthew!" Vy sarcastically yells after he generously offers that she's all Jeran's.

Either way the one beside her is storming out of bed, and to make the situation even better, he trips over the only sheet covering Vy. Automatically she's reaching for the comforter at the end of the bed, hiding under it almost instantly as her heart plummets. Even her head dives in to completely isolate herself in the darkness. All she does is listen to the sound of the guys yelling, and footsteps drawing away. Please have this all be a dream.

[*]

There's no stopping Jeran's anger once it gets going. Not uncommon, but it would have to be Matthew in order to get him riled up and pissed off quicker than anyone else can. Just because Matthew's spouting off something about communal showers has nothing to do with it. The woman he's with right now is every bit as special to him and to hear about those two together, done anything or not, has his blood boiling.

"She's all yours."

Without waiting and a verbal lashing, he's darting out of bed only to get wrapped up in the sheets and plummets to the ground, unbeknownst to him that it jerked the covers away from the woman trying to hide in them. He is nothing but a bull and Matthew being the red flag, chases after him.

"Hey, hands off, Romeo. I'll let myself out. I"m not into this agressive shit you two are doing."

"I'm surprised since you wanted to join..." He has to mouth off and it doesn't stop him from getting to the door to try to shove Matthew just slightly, slamming the wooden barrier the moment Matthew is out of it. With him out of the way, a heavy sigh escapes his mouth when he looks to the bed. Vy is completely covered up and hiding within another blanket and it's then that he notices how the sheets are on the floor and a weird grin begins to appear on his lips.

"Vy? You okay under there?" Still concealed, he walks over to the bed and tosses the sheets up and sits down on the side of the bed, his head falling into his hands and shaking his head. "That... was so embarassing. Caught by my sister's boyfriend... I swear. I need to get locks on these doors now... if this is going to be a regular occurence."

He turns around to look at her, and pulls the sheets down just a little and quickly kisses her on the lips. "Had to make sure this wasn't a dream..."

.....

I can't beleive what I just saw. My best friend and my brother in the same bed. What in theh world just happened? It's like the floor fell out from beneath me and I'm in total shock. Brooklyn doesn't seem to care much except for wallering all on the bed, hitting herhead against the pillows a few times, giggling but stopping when I don't play along with her.

"Kyky. What wrong?" She asks in that delicate tone, tilting her head slightly and waiting for an answer.

"Nothing sweetie. Just tired. You're mommy scared me is all. She's sound aslee..." I begin to say before I suddenly hear the shouting from the other room and even Brooklyn's eyes dart to the door wondering what is goign on. A couple more things are said and then the slamming of the door is heard which makes me get to my feet and cautiously take one step to the door, but Matthew is entering the door.

"Your brother surely doesn't like anybody seeing him in his birthsuit. That was hilarious. Those two... busy and all..." I look to Brooklyn then Matthew and gesture for the young on on purpose.

"Maybe we should talk about it later..." I hint and sit back down on the bed with Matthew as Brooklyn jumps on the bed and pounces on Matthew's shoulder. "Easy Brooklyn... easy. No jumping on the bed, please." I say laying my arm over the top of my bump, slightly worried she might fall over into me. "It's bedtime, little one. It's still dark outside. Lay with me, okay? Kyky needs more sleep." I say to her and she merely shakes her head. "Defiant little thing you are. Are you going to be a good sissy to Mira?"

The little girl nods her head up and down.

I look to Matthew and turn to straighten up the pillows. "Will you get the lights, please?" I ask and Brooklyn actually settles down enough so that I can rest my back against the head of the bed, and draw my legs up and I put my arm out for the little one to snuggle up with me. "Matthew... why did you do that? Why didn't you leave with me? My brother is going to hate you even more now, you know that right?" I grin heavily and start to chuckle.

[Jack Lexington]

What I just witnessed was the most amusing thing of the past weeks. I had to milk it for all it's worth. So now I have an angry brother to watch out for, an embarrassed friend and Kyanite doesn't look very pleased either reminding me not to mention 'doing it' in front of the little girl.
She doesn't seem fazed that her mom is in bed with some dude who happens to live here. Why would she? "She's probably seen it plenty of times with that grandmother of hers and thinks it's normal." I shrug to Kyanite wondering how well she knows Vy's mother and whether she's aware she even tried to hit on me.

She jumps around on the bed, which doesn't bother me because I'm wide awake now but it annoys Kyanite.
She coaxes her into the bed next to her much to mydisappointment.
"I thought that's my spot!" I pout with a mock frown.

"Will you get the lights, please?" She doesn't have to tell me twice. My hoodie's back on the floor before the lights are out and I tell the little kid.
"Time to go to your mom, Brooklyn. She's awake now. We also have a great TV downstairs."

Brooklyn is torn between staying cuddled up with Ky and her mom but the TV option wins, since she's usually not allowed to watch it.

"Matthew... why did you do that? Why didn't you leave with me? My brother is going to hate you even more now, you know that right?"
I crawl under the blanket behind her and smirk.
"I don't care. It was too hilarious to let it go. Plus your brother shot me! Payback is sweet. Look..." I point at a spot on my ribs that once helda large bruise that has long faded. "I still have a mark."

I snuggle up to her pressing my bare chest against her back and start wiggling my hips.
"Would you like to do what your brother did? Show them how it's done?"



OOC: He's such a charmer-how can you resist?