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ᵀʰᵉ ᶠᵉᵃʳ ᵒᶠ ⁱᵐᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ. ᵀʰᵉ ᶠᵉᵃʳ ᵒᶠ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵉⁿᵒᵘᵍʰ.

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Ｍａｓｏｎ

"Why would you tell Alex that Wesley wasn't actually your boyfriend?"

I groaned, rolling over whilst bring my pillow with me, covering my face with it. "Why are you in here?"

"Because I want you to answer my question, obviously." Miles huffed, flopping himself down next to me.

"You couldn't wait until I came downstairs?"

"Just answer the question, Mason."

"I don't know. Because he's not?"

Next thing I know, my pillows being ripped off of my face and out of my hands. Squinting, I did my best to give him the evil eye though I doubt it really looked like much seeing as my eyes were already halfway closed.

"Why are you half sitting up with your eyes closed?"

Huffing, I pulled myself into a sitting position. "I wasn't." I mumbled, rubbing my eyes until I was actually able to open them fully. "I was giving you the evil eye."

"How? Your eyes were closed."

"Just, go away."

"Now that's not how you talk to your best friend."

"Piper's my best friend." I grumbled.

"Le gasp!" His hand smacked over his heart while he stared at me in horror. "How could you?"

I waved him off. "Don't be too offended. If Piper was the one sitting here waking me up, I'd tell her the same thing."

His eyebrows furrowed. "That she's your best friend? I don't see how that's supposed to make me feel any better."

Rolling my eyes, I threw my blanket off my legs. "No, you idiot. That you're my best friend."

"Well, duh. Why'd you say she was if we both really know the truth."

"You both are. Now go away so I can take a shower."

"Can I watch?"

I snorted. "And what exactly would you be getting out of doing so?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. I was just trying to sound like a real boy?"

"What are you, Pinocchio? You are a real boy, not liking girls doesn't make you any less of one."

"Okay, then maybe I just wanted to see you naked."

"Well, that's a little weird."

"I really don't. I mean, I already have as you know and all."

"What the hell kind of conversation are we even having right now?"

"I don't know. I'm bored."

"Go call Gray or something."

"He's at work being a loser."

I laughed. "Why don't you go distract yourself while I take a shower and then when I'm done we can go and have lunch with Gray at work."

He jumped up clapping. "I'm going to go change."

"You're already dressed."

"Yeah but we're going to Grayson's work. I have to look hot. Jeez Mase, do you not know anything about boys." He was still shaking his head as he walked out.

"Apparently not." I mumbled to myself, stepping into my bathroom. I quickly showered and finished getting ready knowing that Miles had very little patience especially when seeing his boyfriend.

Trotting down the stairs and into the kitchen I found Miles, Alex, Sutton, Beau, Milo, Oliver Kai, Henry and Sebastian all sitting at the table while Nico stood with his back facing us as he struggled to do whatever it was he was attempting.

Miles sighed in relief, hopping up from his seat. "Thank God! I was about to be forced into eating whatever the hell Nico is cooking if you took any longer."

My nose scrunched. "Nico knows how to cook?"

Simultaneously, all the boys spoke. "No."

"Oh, then why is he?"

Sutton shook his head, looking to me. "Do you really need to ask? He's Nico, why does he ever do anything?"

I nodded, "True. Well, we'll see you guys later."

"Wait!" Milo stood up. "Where are you guys going?"

"To the mall."

"For what?"'

"To have lunch with Grayson."

"Oh, can I come?"

"No."

"Yes." Miles and I looked at one another. "Ignore grumpy ass. He just wants to hurry up and see his boy toy. You can come."

"He is not my boy toy." Miles grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Anyway, are you ready to go now?"

"Yeah, let's go."

"Hey, wait!" Sutton stood up. "I wanna go too."

I nodded just as Beau stood up. "I'm going if he's going."

"Well if you all are going then I will." Oliver shrugged.

"I'm in." Kai followed.

"Us too!" Henry and Sebastian cheered, jumping up.

"Uh, sure." Alex mumbled quietly.

"When the fuck did this turn into a family reunion. If it was just me going, none you little buttfaces would want to go but since Mason's with me, you're all wanting to go." Everyone stayed quiet, a few of them shrugging. "And not one of you are denying it, you ass wipes. How could you? I'm your brother for cripes sake."

"Yeah and?" Oliver shrugged.

"And, you should still want to go even if it's just me."

"Why would we want to see you making out with your boyfriend while we're trying to eat?" Sutton asked.

"Oh, it's because I'm gay isn't it?!"

"Uh, no. We wouldn't want to see you making out with a girl either. It's gross and weird." Alex snorted.

"Oh."

"Yeah, now if you're done; can we go now?"

"Hey, what about my food?" Nico turned around, holding a plate of, I don't know. Honestly, it looked like a plated full of cow shit.

"Yeah, we're good. Thanks though." Sebastian grimaced.

Nico sighed. "You guys suck but I'm coming too. I'm not about to sit in this house all by myself."

"Okay, so now that everyone in the family is attending our simple trip to the mall; can we go now?" Miles huffed.

"Uh, it's not the whole family. Xander and Parker aren't here." Nico points out with a matter of fact look on his face.

"Yeah and Mom and Dad!" Sebastian adds.

"Whatever. Let's go nimrods."

Shaking my head, I followed Miles outside as he continued to grumble to himself about everyone deciding to come.

"Who's driving with who?" Sutton questioned as we approached the plethora of cars filling the driveway.

"Mason, Alex, Sutton and Kai can come with me." Miles spoke while opening his door.

"The rest of us can just take Moms car so we can all fit. I'll drive." Beau offered.

With that, we split up into our separate cars. Sutton slid into the passenger seat, leaving the rest of us to get in the back. Of course, me being the smallest meant I had to sit in the middle. Which to be quite honest, didn't really matter when it came to sitting between the De Luca boys, seeing as two of them practically took up the entire backseat just between both of them.

"I don't know if this is going to work." I grunted due to the fact that ninety percent of my body was being squished by two giants.

"Here."

Without a second to ask what he meant, Alex had placed his hand on either side of my hips, pulling me on his lap. Instantly my face warmed up, an obvious blush spreading down my neck. "Uh, we, I, I can," I stuttered like an absolute idiot. Though, to be fair, I wasn't really expecting to be sitting on Alex's lap today or anytime soon for that matter.

"Alex, quit trying to fuck Mason in my backseat next to our little brother." Miles shook his head, looking at us in his rearview mirror as he turned around in the driveway.

"Fuck off, Miles." Alex grumbled. "She was being squished, so I figured it would be more comfortable."

"And why couldn't she sit on Kai's lap?"

"On Kai's lap? He's sixteen, that'd be weird."

"Excuse me, he's almost seventeen."

"Regardless, it'd still be fucking weird."

"How do you know? Maybe Mason wants to sit on Kai's lap and not yours. Did you ever think to ask her? No, you didn't. Mason," He had stopped driving to once again, look at me through his mirror. "Would you like to sit on Kai's lap?"

"Uh, I, uh, I'm good here." I mumbled, practically cringing at the thought of sitting on Kai's lap. Not that there's anything wrong with him because there's absolutely not but he's just, I just see him as a little brother and it'd be extremely awkward to sit on my little brother's lap. Not that I wasn't feeling particularly awkward by my current position on Alex's lap but it was a lot less weird than sitting on someone else's.

"You don't need to say so just for Alex's sake."

"I'm not. I just, I'd feel really uncomfortable and I'm sure Kai feels the same." Kai nodded in agreement.

"Can we just stop worrying about who's sitting where. Mason said she's fine sitting on Alex's lap and I agree with the both of them; having her sit on Kai's lap would be weird and uncomfortable for all of us. Now that everyone is situated, let's go. I'm hungry."

Miles huffed but started to drive, once again mumbling things under his breath.

"I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. I should've asked you first." Alex spoke quietly, close to my ear.

I gave him a small shake of the head and a smile. "It's okay. Thank you, for uh, letting me sit on your lap. If I get too heavy let me know and I can just sit in the middle."

Alex smiled, "Heavy? I can barely feel any weight."

I couldn't help but snort. "Yeah, okay."

His large hands squeezed my hips gently. "You're literally perfect Mason. Don't ever think any different."

"Nobody's perfect, Alex."

"You're right." He nodded, looking off in thought. "You don't like mustard on your hot dogs but seeing as that's the only thing, I'm willing to look past it."

"Mustards nasty." I mumble.

"You're insane."

"No, you are for thinking that mustard is an acceptable thing to eat, ever."

"Matter of opinion, sweetheart."

"Yeah, yeah. We're sick of hearing you two be all lovey-dovey. We're here, let's go before we all throw up." Miles grunted, climbing out of the car.

The rest of us followed, walking until we made it to the entrance where everyone else was already stood, waiting for us.

"So, where does Grayson even work?" Beau asked as we stepped inside.

"You don't even know where he works?" Miles stopped walking and gasped. The rest of us stopped as well, turning to look at an appalled looking Miles.

"Oh, forgive me for not knowing where your boyfriend, whom I've met a whole three times, works. However, will I gain your forgiveness?" Beau deadpanned.

"You're so rude. Every single one of you. God knows why Mom didn't put you all up for adoption. Bless that poor woman for feeling like she had to keep a bunch of wankers like you."

"Uh, yeah. Let's just go get some food." Oliver muttered, everyone agreed and headed towards the food court.

"Well, I'm going to find my boyfriend. We'll see you when we get there. Or maybe we won't, we'll see if I forgive you all." Sticking his nose in the air, he strutted away.

"Forgive us for what?" Nico asked.

"Who the hell even knows." Milo shrugged

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authors note,

hey guys,

So, it's been a bit. Sorry about that. Honestly, I've just been busy and then apparently mother nature decided to visit me a week early which is oh so great and it's been making me so freaking tired.

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