FAITH

I awoke to giggles.

Yes. Giggles.

I groaned as I suddenly felt a hard pull on my waist.

"Stoopp." I complained.

"Mhm." I heard a masculine mumble.

As I slowly opened my eyes, I realized this wasn't my room.

Panic rushed through my body.

Then, I remembered I came to Mason's house to comfort Gabriel.

Phew!

But, when I saw Mason beautiful face 3 inches away from me, I knew something was wrong.

"Mace?" I whispered, hoping Gabe wouldn't hear us.

"Go back to sleep, babe." he responded.

I punched his arm.

"I'm not your babe! Mason, get up. Come on!"

He opened his dark green eyes and looked directly into my hazel ones.

The moment was ruined when his signature smirk took its place on those perfect lips.

I'm sorry, I'm just acknowledging God's beautiful creations, alright?

"I kind of like this position." he remarks, snuggling closer to me.

"Mason.." I didn't mean to moan. It just came out...

"Bab--"

Again. The giggles.

We looked at the door. And there he was.

Gabe.

He was in the same PJs as last night, looking directly at us, and giggling.

"Gabriel!" I yelled in annoyance.

"You guys are boyfriends and girlfriends!!" he squealed.

"It's called dating, kid." Mason replied.

"Forget it. You're too young. When the heck did you wake up?" I asked.

"I woke up to pee and I couldn't go back to sleep."

"Time?" asked Mason.

"I didn't learn that yet!" whined Gabriel.

"It doesn't matter. Let's just get some breakfast in our tummies, okay?" I suggested. 

Both boys followed me down to the kitchen.

"Suggestions?" I asked.

"Pancakes." they both replied in unison.

I smiled and got to work. 

Ha! You thought! I'm kidding! I'm not doing all this shit alone. 

I took out the necessary ingredients and handed the boys bowls.

"What's this for?" asked Mason.

"Honey, did you really think I was making y'all pancakes. Gabriel? Maybe.. But you? Sorry, love. Not even in your dreams. Come on! Get to work!" I replied.

"Huh?" asked Gabriel.

"Sooo, how would you like to do your own pancakes?" I asked, persuading him.

He smiled and nodded in agreement.

The boys followed each of my movements. At the end, I added blueberries, while Gabe added chocolate chips.

Mason didn't add anything inside his pancakes.

We cooked them, together, laughing at each other and covering ourselves with the pancake mix.

Finally, the delicious goodness was ready.

We sat down and dove into our pancakes. We made such a mess in the kitchen that I feel bad for the maid. 

We were conversing and joking when a phone call interrupted us.

Realizing that it was my phone, I grabbed itand picked up the call.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello? Bitch, 'hello?' is all you're saying. Honey, where the fuck are you?" Joc yelled from the other end.

"Ouch. My ears. Relax, I'm at Mason's." I replied.

"Oh. Ok. That's nice. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE?! WHEN DID YOU LEAVE?! DID YOU SLEEPOVER? I THOUGHT YOU WERE FUCKING KIDNAPPED!"

At this point, I removed the phone from my ears and held it back as far as possible.

"I'll explain when I get home, okay? I promise. I need to tell you some other stuff, as well." I replied, ending the call before she could answer.

Walking back to the kitchen, a chiming noise came out of my phone.

Fucking bitch. Don't talk to me.

It was, of course, Jocelyn.

I smirked and sat in my chair.

"Boyfriend?" Mason asked.

"I don't have one." I replied.

"I meant: Was that your boyfriend? But, I guess that also answers my question." he clarified.

"Oh, okaayy... Hey, Mason?" I asked.

"Yeah?"

"Can I take a shower..? My hair is a mess and I'm covered in pancake mix."

"I think we all need a shower." he winked at Gabriel, who looked like he had dipped his curly brown hair into the mix.

I got Gabriel's bath ready while Mason grabbed a towel for him. Once he was set, it was time for me.

He led me to another bathroom and handed me a towel. I waited for him to leave, but he just continued rummaging through towels.

"Well? Aren't you going to leave?" I asked.

"Nah, we're taking this shower together. Besides, we'll be saving water, am I right?" he smirked. 

"No, you're not. You shower somewhere else. I'll shower here. Alone." I replied. 

Mason walked closer.

"Honestly, I'm not feeling it today? Can we skip the teasing so I could just take my shower and leave?" I asked, pushing him away.

"Fine. Call me when you get home if you leave before me." 

"Why would I call you?" I huffed.

He just shook his head and left the bathroom. I shrugged and locked the door behind him. Don't need no perverts this early in the morning.

I stripped and jumped into the shower. After 10 minutes, I jumped back out and wrapped myself in the towel Mason gave me.

Oh shit! What do I wear?!