Y/N’S POV:

I went to my little draw by my bed but I couldn’t find it “Oh for god sake” I sigh getting up and going to Thomas' room where he sat in bed on his laptop “Thomas have you maybe seen my little pink, uhhh thing, it has a battery in it, it uhh has a little heart on it” i say trying to describe it without telling him what it is

“you mean your cliterous vibrator?” he asks looking up at me

“yes, where the hell is it?” I ask

“I put all the sex toys though the dish washer” he says

“What!” I yell rushing off to the kitchen and opening the dishwasher “THOMAS! WHAT THE FUCK! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?” I yell

“what they needed cleaning, how else do you clean sex toys?” he asks

“you buy a cleaner from like anne summers” I explain

“this is much easier” he shrugs

“fine but why did you put mine and yours in the same load, why? dishwashers swirl water I dont want water thats has two seconds ago just gone thought your flesh light going anywhere bloody near my bullet vibrator”I explain

“why not?” he asks

“because that shit goes inside me and that thing of yours fills up with...you know what, If I get pregnant because of this I am pouring hot wax on your dick” I tell him going back to my room...

I stood trying to balance a plate in the sink

“it’s your turn to do the dishes” thomas says from the sofa “I did the laundry this week so you have to do the dishes” he says

“Fine, dishes is easier we have a dishwasher, I dont like doing the laundry” I sigh

“why not?” he asks

“because it means I have to touch your dirty underwear thomas” I tell him

“there not that mad, think how I feel having to wash your underwear when you’ve had a period” he sighs

“Oh what poor tommy got to touch a little blood” I laugh “Its better then trying to deal with a CLumb” I sigh

“a what?” he asks

“when manes cum kinda solidifies over time and multiple ejaculation and becomes a weird mass of jizz and sweat in his underwear” I explain

“Gross” he says

“yeah well, try finding a pair of your underwear that doesn't have them” I sigh going and opening the dishwasher ready to load it “AHHHH!..........Thomas, get these dildo’s out of the dishwasher!” I yell

“Oh sorry y/n” he sighed running over and puting them all in a basket

“considering I know mine isnt in there, you have alot of those” I sigh

“there not mine” He blsuhed “I may have started a business of cleaning sex toys” he explains

“how much we making?” I ask

“five pound per toy, ten for larger items, completely discreet and safe” he explains

“I wanna be mad at you but thats a good idea” I sigh “fine, but If I’m helping I want half the profits” I laugh

“No my idea, my business, my money” he says sticking his tongue out at me and going to his room

“I’ll get you pizza for dinner if you give me half the money” I offer

“Nope” he says back

“I’ll let you walk around the flat in your underwear again” I offer

“really?” he asks poking his head around the door

“yes, unless my parents are coming” I tell him

“alright” he shrugs