Good Boys (BoyXBoy)

22: Baby Showers and Le Drama

«I crashed and missed my deadline for updating. I had terrible teethaches (yes, I meant teeth because it was plural) that kept me up the previous night and I wind up falling asleep. I apologize for breaking my promise and this being late. This will make sense! Bye!✌

(⬆Picture of Jisaac's house)»
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Jackson

Today is Isaac and his Uncle Peter's joint baby shower. We had decided to have it here at our house. "Jax?" I looked up from the sandwich I was making towards the doorway of the kitchen. Isaac waddling in while rubbing his stomach before sitting on on of the barstools. "How are you feeling? Was your nap good?", I questioned putting the bread on top then cutting the sandwich down the middle.

He hummed and I looked up seeing him eyeing my sandwich while licking his lips. I raised a brow at him and he just grinned at me innocently. I gave him an unimpressed look. "You're not getting my sandwich", I deadpanned. His nostrils flared before put both of his arms on the bar and clasped his hands together. He looked like he was about negotiate a business deal instead trying to win me over so i'd give him my sandwich.

"Sir, please explain to me why you won't give me that sandwich", he said. I rolled my eyes picking up half of my sandwich. "I made it to feed myself because someone ate over half of mine and all of their breakfast and lunch", I responded taking a bite out of my sandwich and moaning at the taste. Turkey with mayonnaise, bacon, lettuce, and tomatoes on toasted bread has never tasted so good to me. He reached across the bar for the other half to my sandwich but I swatted his hand away. He glared at me, "Give me some", he hissed.

I finished chewing and swallowed, "No", I responded. "I'm hungry", he whined. "Then make you a sandwich", I whined mocking him before taking another bite of my sandwich. He reached for my sandwich half again but I moved it out of his reach. "Jackson", he said exasperated. "Yeah, babe?", I responded taking another bite.

"You're being a jackass. Give me some", he said. I rolled my eyes, "You're being hormonal and greedy", I drawled opening my bag of Ranch Doritos. He scowled at me, "Well I wouldn't be hormonal and greedy if you hadn't of gotten me pregnant you jackass", he snarked. I chuckled and cooed at him. I pinched his cheek and he turned his head and bit my finger. I yelped pulling my hand away from him to keep it out of having any more harm done to it.

"Now you're hormonal, greedy, and abusive", I accused. "Fuck you", he hissed. I took another bite of sandwich, "You did this morning. Besides, I thought your back was sore?", I responded nonchalantly. He blushed folding his arms across his chest with a huff. "You're such a dick", he grumbled. "Yeah, but you love this dick, don't you baby?", I cooed making him do a cross between a scowl and pout as he turned even redder in the face.

I chuckled before eating a chip while he just sat there on his stool watching me eat and grumbling about how much of a jackass I was for not feeding him until the doorbell rang. He perked up thinking I was leaving the rest of my sandwich and chips on the bar but he was sadly mistaken. I picked up my plate setting my bag of chips on it as I made my way to the front door. I chuckled hearing Isaac groan. Before I could actually make it to the door a heavily pregnant Peter Hale- Argent followed by his husband, Chris and their daughter who just so happens to be a best friend and sister to me, Allison came barging into the house. They were carrying presents and I would've helped but my hands were already occupied.

"Thanks for the help, boy", Mr. Argent said sarcastically as he walked pass me. I shrugged taking shoving the last of the half of sandwich in my mouth. "What!?", I heard Peter exclaim from the kitchen. "Whittemore, get your ass in here right now!", Peter yelled a few seconds later. I sighed and walked into the kitchen taking my time as I ate the rest of my sandwich and chips. "Hurry your ass up, boy!", Peter demanded.