We were back after jogging, today we went extra two miles and we both are exhausted. We had pancakes with honey for breakfast. There is no plan for me today after I had folded all the clothes from the dryer to pass the time Merlin was already planned her weekend. I went to Jack's room to take the book, The Republic which I have started to read before and I completely forgot that my diary is here in his bedroom but it hasn't touched. It stays there how I kept. I know Jack wouldn't have read it, part of me hope he did and he knows how I feel for him, part of me terrified what if never accept me and left me.
I took both the book and diary went to my room to keep my diary in my bedside drawer. And I took the book and landed myself on the couch to read it. Jack left this morning right after breakfast as he has some work. I was in the middle of the book when the door opened Jack came with some ink cartilage most probably for the printer in his room and with some packaged items in his hand. He is looking ridiculously hot and handsome in the white t-shirt, and a half sleeve light blue button-down shirt which he left unbuttoned with the washed Jeans. He removed his cap and combed his dark chocolate brown hair which we share both with his hand. Then he left for his room without even acknowledged my presence. I resumed my book where I left but I couldn't concentrate on each word. I'm reading but I don't remember what was the last word I read. My whole mind is wobbling Jack. I switched on the TV to watch, I'm flipping from channel to channel needed a distraction from Jack. I settled on a music channel where "No control" of 1D was playing. I'm singing the song along with them. After a half-hour, it's ten to twelve, and my stomach is already rumbling, I opened Jack room to check what he is doing, he is sitting on the floor with one screwdriver in his mouth and another one in his hand which he is working on with the typewriter and he is shirtless. It's an old gift from our grandfather for our 10th birthday after he found out that he was obsessed with that, he gifted to us well, to him actually. I'm not into that typewriter.
"What are you doing?" I asked while entering.
"It needs some little service, and I'm doing it. No big deal" He said with the screwdriver still placed in between his teeth.
"It's you who have to prepare lunch, remember?" I asked.
"Can you do it please, I will make dinner and do morning dishes, It really needs to be fixed. And I need 30 minutes to do it. If you can wait until then, I will cook" he said while he is working.
"FYI, we are eating dinner out, with Bob, Nate, and Hannah dishes already done. So get your *** to the kitchen and cook something for me, I'm starving." I whined.
He laughed and to be my surprise he left his typewriter and went to the kitchen while making way to the kitchen he asked: "What do I want for lunch?"
I want to go hard on him as he left shirtless not that I didn't see him shirtless often. we are living in same house. I really want him to cook for me today without his shirt for a long time I can enjoy. So I went with the options, "Fajitas, Enchiladas" which will take at least an hour to prepare.
"Seriously? I thought you said you were starving, Then why can't you say something simple?" he questioned.
"I want to eat, and now it's your turn to cook. No arguments." I walked to the fridge and took all the vegetables and chicken to make the Enchiladas.
He rolled his eyes and started to prepare. We both chopped vegetables as we speak and he is telling me being cruel for making him cook most of the time. I whining him not keeping his room and lounge clean, not doing dishes and laundry, actually, he does but though I said to tease him. I was staring at him, while he cooking both Fajitas and Enchiladas in both burners simultaneously without burning or getting spoiled. He never failed to impress me.
"I don't like staring," he smirked, while he is cooking after two or three peeks on me in his corner eye which I noticed.
"Does it too tempting? me without being shirtless?" He asked. I was frozen what he meant by that.
"I meant its already you have seen many times, You have had a boyfriends who got better than me."
Actually no one my mind said. "No, I was wondering how could you maintaining it, after you quit college I never see you do boxing or anything. That's it nothing much." That's not only the reason I want to touch him and I want to feel his Abs at my fingertips.
"I'm still doing but not much as before, whenever I have time I do. And you know I do exercise a LOT. he said with a huge expression on his face.
"Remember the self-defense lessons I taught you". He taught me how to kick balls and knock a person which is not I'm good at but I do remember it.
"Yeah, I do. But I feel like I need more classes. Care to teach me?" I may be flirting with him but I just went with the flow.
"Sure, Not today but we can do when we have time. If anyone wants to mess with my sister, they are gonna taste her knuckles and their own blood." He said laughing.
After the food is prepared he asked me to taste it first. I went so close to him knowingly, I took a spoon from the hanger and my hands touched his abs and he tried to move. As there is not much place and the spoon is on the other end, I leaned forward when I mostly leaned on his support. He grabbed the spoon for me and handed it over to me "Here".
I took it tasted good, and we settled on the couch to eat when I put Tom & Jerry. It's still our most favorite cartoon show. Who doesn't like Tom and Jerry? We used to play Tom and Jerry when we were hardly 5 or 6, but unlike real, Tom will always win as I like Tom and I'm the one who always play Tom without any choice Jack left with Jerry. I remember vividly he said if I play Tom, I would always get beaten by him, So he wanted to switch the roles but I rewrite the entire play where jerry got beaten and Tom always wins. By the thought of us playing in our backyard with our little brother just lays on the ground with the feeding bottle made me laugh so hard.
"You remembered our childhood isn't it?" Jack asked with a full mouth of fajitas.
"Yeah, Do you remember?" I asked wondered could he remember.
"How couldn't I?" he replied. "I'm the only jerry who always lost and caught by Tom".
"It was so funny, I still want to play it sometimes?" I said like I was thinking something.
"We are grown-ups, now we can't play it like that Idris." He said in a very sweet voice. "But we are still Tom & Jerry in some way." He continued. "We can't live without each other." He said as a matter of fact. That's true. I can't live without him. I know he can't live without me too, but not in the way I want to.
I leaned into him the shoulder, we ate and he said he will do dishes.
While he is doing dishes, I went to the kitchen to help his dishes, even it is not much.
I started cleaning it as I stand too close to him, I'm already on fire. He didn't talk anything as he kept doing and told me he will do. The room temperature is hot I don't know whether it is is just for me or the weather.
"Why is it too hot?" I thought I said it in my mind but Jack turned his head to see me I know I said it aloud.
"Change the temperature," He said cooly. We finished the dish. And we were standing in front of the sink, I can feel his breath, the surrounding is so calm. the only sound I can hear is him and Me breathing. I turned to leave the kitchen, but Jack's hand grabbed me and I hit on something hard which is my brother. we were standing too close, I can feel his breath on my neck.
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Muiri.Hadeline23
I absolutely hate Tom & Jerry because I have 6 younger cousins who would watch it everyday and I was forced to watch it with them now I can't stand even watch some shows like it.
2023-08-17
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nanami ななみ
im keeping an eye on you both....so... CONTINUE~~👀👀
2020-08-28
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