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His gaze was on you and hadn’t left you since you sat back in the bed. This is despite the fact that he’d insisted on turning on ESPN even though you’d requested something much more relaxing for a Saturday morning. Disney Channel was perfectly suitable, right?

“What do you want?” you asked, just after pushing some of your breakfast into your mouth. “Stop staring at me.”

In his most confused voice he said, “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”

“You told me to come back,” you countered, faking another bite out of spite.

“Yeah,” he agreed with a slow nod. “That was when I thought you were going to bring back cereal. You’re eating toast in my bed like a wild animal.”

You made sure to look Jamie directly in the eye as you bit off another piece of toast. You could feel the crumbs in the bedsheets already and knew that they would need changing during the day but watching the slight twitch of Jamie’s eye was absolutely worth it.

“Just following orders.” The wink was accidental but no less funny when it resulted in an exaggerated eye roll.

Jamie took the plate, toast and all, reached over you—his body pressed right on top of yours—to put it on the table.

It always felt so good to have his large body close to yours, whether sexual or not. It had taken him awhile to get used to the casual touching, the near-constant proximity. But your heart would swell regularly because of his growing confidence.

You were licking jelly from your lips whenhe paused, hovering over you—face-to-face. His mouth was so close to yours, that you could feel his warm breath as he spoke. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”

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An empty threat is what the whole thing had started out as. Except that was two weeks ago and empty threats weren’t working so maybe you had had to raise the stakes just a little bit.

At first it was hiding one of the controllers, making it awkward when Josty and Kerfoot came over and forcing them to take it in turns with two controllers.

Then it was hiding the charging cable, leaving two controllers to share one cable.

He hadn’t even noticed. Not beyond being annoyed with himself for losing things.

At least, that was before you stood beside the television and threatened to pull the power cord out the back of the PlayStation midway through an important game mission.

“Please don’t do this,” he pleaded, only looking at you for a split second. “I’ll do anything at all—just not right now.”

“Anything? Really, JT? Because, babe, you’ve been sitting next to a pile of folding for the past two weeks. You sat on top of it when your friends were over.”

“I know,” he whined. “I’m the worst. I really am but I am so close to beating this game.”

You dropped the cord, shaking your head. “You’re seriously like a man-child.”

It didn’t matter if you stomped out of the room or crawled; JT wasn’t paying you any attention after you’d stopped threatening his progress.

The backyard was where you took up post, scrolling your phone and listening to the muffled video game chaos.

Video games weren’t the problem. They certainly weren’t helping but they weren’t the source. The source was the clean washing on the couch and the dirty dishes in the sink and the mud on the floor near the back door. All things that JT promised he would handle and yet…

A nap happened unintentionally—being so annoyed was tiring—and was interrupted by the heaving glass door being opened and JT sitting down beside you, an arm’s length away.

“I folded the washing, mopped the floor and I also tried to clean the shower but it looks super streaky, so I’m pretty sure I did it wrong.”

“What do you want me to say? Because I’m not thanking you.”

“I just wanted you to know.”

“When we moved in together… You promised me you’d help when you were home. Folding the washing is your job… you don’t have a lot of them. The other shit is just cleaning up after yourself. You’re an adult.”

“Not a very good one.”

“No shit.”

“I’m gonna keep trying,” he said solemnly.

“It’s not even about trying. It’s about not purposely ignoring things you have to do. I’m not your mother, I shouldn’t have to be on your case about it.”

“No you shouldn’t. You don’t have to.”

“And despite what you probably think; I don’t like being annoyed or upset with you.”

JT shuffled over on the couch, wrapping his arms around you tentatively. He was allowing you time to pull away.

“I know. I’m really sorry that I make you feel that way.”

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