"Thank you." He smiles and closes his eyes again.

---

I walk downstairs and bump into Mike.


"Watch out where you going." I say as I take a step back.
"Why are you still in your PJs? We gotta go."


"I'm not going, I don't feel well.." I sigh and walk to my mum.


He nods his head, not asking further.


After I told my mum that I didn't feel well I walk upstairs again.


Ashton smiles when he sees me.
"Hey Cutie.." He smiles cheekily.


I smirk as I lay back down.
He wraps his arms around me and pets me on my head.


"Ashton." I giggle and try to free myself.
"Nonono, ssshhh, we don't need to move." He smiles against my forehead.


"Ashttooonnn..."
"What?" He groans.


"Can't we make some pancakes?" I pout.
He sighs.


"Can't we order pizza?" He pouts.
"No."


He sighs and lets me go.
I smile and run downstairs.


I sigh in relief when I see that my parents are already gone .
I go to the kitchen and grab the ingredients.


I feel his arms slide around my waist as he looks over my shoulder.
"You're serious?" He asks.


"Of course I'm serious."


I make the pancake mix as he watches me from behind.
When I pour the first pancake mix in the pan he walks to me.


"You're done already?" He whines.
"Shut up or do it yourself." I reply.


"Feisty, aren't we?" He smirks.
"Very."


"Why don't we just leave those pancakes and go upstairs?"
"Why don't you just leave me alone for a second?"


"And then what?"
"I dunno, go jack off or something?"


"Why would I do it myself if I have you?" He smirks.
He wraps his arms around my waist.


"You have me?" I smirk.
I slowly grind into him and hear him suck in a breath.


"May, you almost look like you don't want to." He smirks.
"Do I?"


I grind into him once again.
Just before he can begin on my neck I push him away.


"Done." I put the pancakes on a plate and put them on the table.


He smirks at me before sitting down and beginning to eat.
"You know, I didn't know that you could actually cook." He comments.


"How could you possibly know?"
"I dunno. Mind reading?"


"You're not a superhero."
"I saved you last night."


"You cheered me up, that's something else."


I stand up to put my plate away and fall over my own feet
Ashton easily catches me and lifts one eyebrow.


"Saved you."
I roll my eyes at him.


"So I'm not you're superhero?" He asks when we're watching tv.
"Nope."


"How can I be your superhero then?"

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