He laughed. “I don’t think you’re useless in the kitchen. In fact, I can name some things I bet you’re great at in the kitchen,” he shrugged, looking over her body. He couldn’t help it. She had a great body. Kyle followed her, leaning against the counter and watching her work. It was really just so he could look at her ass unapologetically. That was where his eyes were when she looked at him and he looked up, shrugging. “Four?”
"And how many of those things involve doing inappropriate things in the kitchen?" She joked, grabbing the pan she’d need for breakfast. "Enjoying the view?" She asked when she caught him staring at her ass. She didn’t even care that he was checking her out; it was just fun to tease him about it. "Four. Got it. How do you want ‘em, cutie?" She asked, turning back to open the carton. She probably should’ve asked that first but whatever.
"I have no plans to settle down. Ever. And I’ve been alive for a good, long time, so I feel like I can say it with some certainty. I’m going to continue to run my shop until the day I die. At the point, either Jase’ll take over or she’ll have left a long time before then and it’s the end of my business. But settling down is not something that I plan on doing." The only person it could ever be with was Jasey because he’d never be letting another person get this close to him again. And he refused to go anywhere with Jasey because she deserved better. So he wasn’t going to be changing his lifestyle any time soon.
Jasey nodded. “I’m pretty sure my life is playing out the same way. I like the way things are right now and I don’t want to change it so.” She shrugged, hoping her father would drop it. She didn’t know what he was trying to do with that question, but she was sure that it was something.
Their conversation returned to more casual topics and things were easy for the rest of the night. Jasey waited until they had portaled back to the shop before pulling Alexi in for a soft kiss. “Thank you for being so well behaved tonight.” She murmured as she pulled away.
He pretended to think it over, going as far as to cross his arms and tap his chin like he was pondering something great. “How about… is eggs and toast too much to ask for?” It was weird that Jasey was cooking for him. Kyle was prety sure the last time she did was when his dog died. It was definitely strange, but the good kind that Kyle chose not to question. “We could split it if you want. I do know my way around your kitchen after all.”
"I think I can manage eggs and toast, Kyle. I’m not enitrely useless in the kitchen." Jasey told him, pretending to be offended. She opened the door to her room and made her way downstairs, grabbing the eggs out of the fridge. "How many and how do you want them?" She asked, looking over her shoulder at him as she set the eggs on the counter. She didn’t hear her parents around, maybe they ran to the store or something?
((I laughed way too hard at this.))
[that’s literally what would happen though. like she has approximately 0 maternal instincts.]
blackmagicblackheart, imagining their kid getting stuck in a ball pit is p much imagining them abandoning their kid because jasey would just be like “they’ll find their way out…eventually, i think” and she would not help.
He looked back at the clock, shrugging. “Yeah, I can make time for it.” The worst that would happen is he would open up a little later but he’d done t before and he’d do it again so it wasn’t that big of a deal to him. He smirked. “Scare me away? You? Never.” He was more worried that she was going to wake up and regret everything they had done the night before but by the looks of it she wasn’t. At least not yet. “So what’s for breakfast?”
She pulled herself out of bed, not wanting to tie up too much of Kyle’s time. She knew he wouldn’t necessarily mind opening the shop a little, but she’d feel bad if she kept him too long. She grinned. “You’re cheesy.” She said, slipping on a pair of pajama shorts. “Well I can only make like three things so you’re choices are eggos, french toast sticks, or scrambled eggs. Or a combo of any of those things. Or toast.”
He smiled at how cute she was waking up. “Morning,” he greeted with a bright smile. Fuck, she was pretty. He kissed her softly, not caring if that would make things weird or not. “I have to get going soon,” he told Jasey regretfully. He’d love nothing more than to hang out with her all day and maybe get in a repeat performance. “I’m opening and all that. I didn’t want to just disappear on you,” he said, kissing her shoulder before sliding out of bed to get dressed.
Did he have to smile at her like that so early in the morning? It just wasn’t fair. She was surprised by the kiss, so soft and sweet, but it made her smile. He made her smile. “Think you have time for breakfast?” She asked him, hoping he wouldn’t have to just rush right out. Though she would understand if he did. She sat up and ran a hand through her hair, watching him get dressed with a grin. “Well I appreciate that, I would’ve worried that I scared you off.” She admitted.
Kyle woke up the next morning breathing in the scent of Jasey’s hair. Sometime in the night he had nestled himself behind her, his arm wrapped securely around her waist, anchoring her to him. He blinked as memories of last night flooded his memory and Kyle couldn’t find it in himself to regret it. Instead, he checked the time and cursed. He had to get home, he was opening the bookstore today. Instead of sneaking out, Kyle pushed Jasey’s hair out of the way, rousing her with some kisses to the neck. “Jasey, wake up.”
Jasey made a quiet noise of protest when she heard Kyle trying to wake her up. Though she definitely didn’t mind the kisses. “Mm, time is it?” She asked, words slurred with sleep. She looked up at him with a tired smile. “This better be important if you’re waking me up.” She teased. She didn’t regret the night before, not a single second. She didn’t really know where things were headed now, but she didn’t mind. Just so long as she and Kyle got along when everything was said and done.