Aiden gawks at the large home, its white exterior covered in vines, the large windows sparkle in the light. They pull into a garage that could fit Aiden's house and even a small garden; getting out before the other, Brett races around and opens Aiden's door, holding out a hand for him to grab.
"T-thank you..." Aiden blushes, taking his hand.
Brett leads the smaller into the spacious home, everything was twice the size of Aiden's; the kitchen was much greater, the living room was extremly larger than his, the bathrooms alone could fit his bedroom in them and still fit the pool sized tub.
"Your place is...HUGE!" Aiden says, making the taller chuckle.
"You should see my room." Brett smirks.
"Can I?" Aiden looks at him excitedly.
"Of course." Brett smiles, leading him up the stairs.
"Woah...." Aiden gawks.
He walks over to the king size bed against the far wall, a bed side table on either side. The room looked bland, no posters, no art, no color, the walls only being solid white. Only a dresser and a large tv in the room besides the bed.
"Why is it so..."
"Bland? I just never felt like decorating, my mom is all the time showing me room ideas." Brett rolls his eyes, walking over and sitting on the bed, he pats his lap and Aiden shyly walks over. "Sit."
Aiden blushes and hesitantly sits on the taller's lap. Brett nuzzles into Aiden's nape, smiling as a faint blush dusts his cheeks.
"Aiden, I know this may be too sudden, and I know we've only been dating for two months... but I really like being with you..." Brett smiles, Aiden tears up and hugs him. "Hey whats wrong?"
"I like being with you too!" Aiden sobs, Brett chuckles and kisses his head.
"How about we get some snacks and watch TV?" Aiden nods. "Alright, come on."
.........
Brett comes back from the bathroom to see Aiden had fell asleep.
I should tell them I found him...
He leaves the room, stepping out onto the balcony. He pulls out his phone and looks up John's instagram.
Me: Hey, I found Aiden.
John: Seriously!?
John: Is he okay?
John: Wendy says she needs to hear his voice.
Me: He's asleep, when he wakes up I'll have him call.
Brett shoves the small device into his pocket, not caring what the other was going to say back. He steps back into the bedroom, Aiden still fast asleep and holding tightly onto a pillow. He smiles and walks over, joining the smaller.
"Night Aiden"
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Aiden yawns, sitting up in bed stretching, he notices the other isn't in bed. He gets up, dragging the blanket with him as he walks down stairs.
"B-Brett!"
"In the kitchen!" Aiden sighs, waddling into the large room, smiling when he sees the taller.
"I thought you left!" He makes his way over and hugs Brett's torso, Brett smiles and loops an arm around him.
"Of course I wouldn't leave you baby." Brett kisses the top of his head before going back to work.
"What are you making, smells amazing!"
"Pancakes, eggs, and-"
"Bacon!" Aiden snatches a piece, happily eating on it, he leaves Brett's side and walks over to one of the stools.
"You want something to drink?"
"Do you have chocolate milk?" Aiden smiles, finally getting up and comftorable on the seat.
"Of course, who do you think I would be without chocolate milk?" Brett rolls his eyes, walking over to a cabinet smiling as the samller giggles.
"So, what did I miss at school?"
"Well, I got harrassed several times a day by your friends, mainly by your friend Wendy." Brett smirks. "Kept saying I did something, Witney won't leave me alone either."
"I-I'm sorry..." Aiden frowns.
"Oh it's all good, kinda funny really." Brett smiles, setting the glass infront of the smaller. "Just make sure you let your friends know you're safe."
"I will, and thank you again..." Aiden blushes, grabbing the cup.
The two continue conversation, Brett cooking and Aiden sitting on the stool. The food is soon done and they eat, Aiden praising the other most the time for his cooking and Brett laughing.
"Wanna go back to school, visit your aunt, or stay till tomorrow?"
"I-I want to stay the night please..." Aiden blushes, looking down at the marble counter.
"Okay." Brett smiles, grabbing their plates and taking the over to the sink. "What is it you wanna do?"
"Watch movies."
"Alright, I'll meet you in my room."
The two spend the rest of the day cuddling and watching movies. Aiden was a hot mess however, blushing and stuttering all day long. Brett didnt think much of it, thinking it was just Aiden being extra nervous. They were drawing close to the end of a movie, it being nine thirty on the clock.
"Brett..."
"Yeah babe?" He looks down at the smaller under his arm.
Aiden is only ten when he moves to England to live with his aunt after the death of his parents, fast forward 8 years, and Aiden is at his last year in high school. He barely is able to navigate the long hallways of Prince High, the most prestigious high school a teenager could go to in all of England, so it doesn't help when he is know as a book worm and a garden nerd. His life gets flipped upside down when he spills dirt, all over the schools most popular and most handsome teenager's shoes.... this is the story of how Flower Boy met the leader of The Three Musketeers.
Updates are random! This has Mature content, and his mostly considered a short story, please enjoy and leave some love in the comments!!
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