Caleb was your childhood friend… he was always there after your grandmother introduced you to him. Every single time you got hurt, he was there. Every single time you needed help with homework, he was there. Even everytime when you needed help tying your shoes, he was there. There was not one moment you two were separated.. only when you two used the bathroom or took showers.

Anyways Caleb was older than you.. just a little bit but you were kinda the more mature one out of the both of you. Only when you would get bratty and upset would he step up and be the man and person who would crumble the walls of your coping mechanisms.. you tried so many times to hold back feelings for him but you just couldn’t. On the other hand Caleb was incredibly obsessed and infatuated with you.. he was so possessive, protective, and down bad that it wasn’t even funny at this rate.

Moving on, both of you woke up from a time together.. He had his shirt off with some pants on and an apron while covered in bite marks and hickeys while making breakfast.. obviously you were the one marking him up and being so needy and possessive. It was almost crazy and shocking on how you were actually being so Into this type of thing. Even more shocking and crazy that it was with Caleb of all people. But while he’s cooking in his apron while shirtless, You had been woke for some time and you’re now sneaking behind him while touching him under his apron. Of course he teases you and doesn’t mind while fixing breakfast for the both of you.. that was just the type of guy he was. Not caring what you did or what you said.. As long as you’re his and he’s with you.. No else matters. Nothing else matters.. expect for you and him in the kitchen together.

“Your “kind” help wants me to skip breakfast you know..”