FOUL MOUTHED HALF BROTHER (Yaoi)(Complete)

Jeremy's head is Full of XXX

Oliver sighs.
"So, why did you shout at Jack? Are you going to fight with an eight years old?"
Oliver's lips are twitching.

Ericson pouts.
"Teasing me.."

"Why not? Who told you to fight with a small kid? You will not get any sympathy."

"Urgh...It's not like that." Ericson snorts.
"It's nothing."

"Okay. If it's nothing then it's nothing." Oliver laughs.

Ericson watches Oliver left laughing.
He sighs heavily.
Why is wrong with him?

***

Jeremy is drinking his wine while he is in the large veranda on the second floor.
Down below is the pool area and the water reflecting in his wine glass.

He is thinking deeply and he is getting more and more impatient.
Somehow he managed to pretend he was fine but lately that self control he had was getting absurd.

He sighs and drinks all the last bits of the wine in his glass then he closes the sliding glass window.

***

Kei flinched when someone from behind put his weight on his back then an arm wrap around his waist then went to grab the coffee in the makeshift table he made.

He turns around and sees Jeremy drinking his coffee.

Kei is actually holding the creamer and there is no sugar on it yet.
But Jeremy drinks it either way.

"Ah? It's not bitter?" Kei frowns.
"No. I mean Good morning. Why are you startling me so early in the morning?" He asks.

Jeremy smiles.
"Bitter." He puts the coffee mug down. The black coffee is already half full.

Kei stares at Jeremy in disbelief.
"You can drink it like that?"
He also tried and then spit the coffee out.
He emptied the coffee creamer and put two tablespoons of sugar that he prepared in a small plastic.
Jeremy looks at the garden.

"It looks like you are really doing well in this vegetable garden."
 Jeremy nodding at all the plants then his eyes staring at Kei's standing nonchalantly on the side. As carefree as he has always been.
Jeremy looks at Kei's sweaty forehead and neck.
His eyes darken a bit and it's hard to look away.
He swallows hard.

"Yeah. I already asked someone to sell me three types of banana saplings." Kei puts the mug down. Licking his lips.

Jeremy is watching that and also swallows.
There was a few minutes of craziness that runs wild in his head like pushing him down and licking that soft lips.

"It'll taste like coffee." He murmurs. His voice is a bit hoarse.

Kei raises his eyes and looks at Jeremy.
"You want coffee?" He turns around but there is nothing more.
He really never thought of other people and just thought of making his own coffee after all.
He felt guilty because Jeremy always brings him breakfast and every morning he will take time to help him before going to his work.
"Eh…..It's all gone."

Jeremy smiles.
'That 's not the coffee I want so it's fine.'
"It's fine."
He answered in his most gentlemanly voice.

Kei nods then he keeps thinking.
"Are you alright with 3in1 coffee?"

Jeremy's lips twitch.
"Sure."

"Eh? Really? Last time I made coffee for father he told me to let the maids make his coffee."
Kei frowns.

Jeremy chuckles.
"I don't mind."

"Cool. I will bring a small thermos tomorrow then."

"Okay, then , I will bring you something too. How about a strawberry pancake?"

"Eh?" Kei wipes his mouth and looks away.
"Really?"

Jeremy rubs Kei's head.
"Of course."

Kei nods.
"Thanks Jeremy."

"Uh….Of course."

Kei turns around and loosen the soil near the sweet potato and cassava plants.
He didn't see Jeremy's gaze at him changes 180° but even Jeremy doesn't know. 
Jeremy is thinking of a lot of XXX lately and even his dreams are full of them.
He would lie if he said it is not affecting his mood everyday.
But he is a gentleman.
He will not push Kei down.
This cute little guy who doesn't have any defense as he squats down in front of him.

Jeremy almost fell down as blood rushed to his head.

Kei turns around and looks dumbfoundedly at Jeremy.
"Eh? Did you die?"

Jeremy smiles.
"Please don't easily kill me." Jeremy smiles. "I am a bit anemic so.."

"And you still come here? Are you actually a masochist?" Kei helps him to sit up.

Jeremy smiles.
"I can't sleep well these days."

"Nightmares?"

Jeremy stares at Kei.
"Worse."

Kei shivers.
"Worse than Nightmares?!"
He thinks Jeremy should also go to a psychiatrist.
Maybe they have answers to how to fight things that are worse than nightmares.

Jeremy chuckles.
He 'used',lost of strength to hug Kei.
Kei wanted to help him up but he is too heavy and gives up.
Kei sighs.
"I feel like I am also going to have nightmares tonight." Kei frowns.

Jeremy chuckles.
"I am regaining my strength. Just give me more minutes."

"Eh? That also works?" He asks. Then he frowns.
"But why do you have to cling on me."

"For safety, what if I have a mental block and my head falls down?" Jeremy sweetly explained.

Kei accepted it easily.
"Ah. Well, okay."

Jeremy smiled and didn't say anymore.

"What are you doing?" Asher asks.

Kei looks at Asher. He is hugging Jeremy after all.
"Ah, Jeremy lost…..eh?"

Jeremy stood up and pats his pants.
"I'm fine now."

Kei blinks.
Then he looks at Asher.
He sighs.
"Don't act tough just because you are a big brother."

Jeremy's lips twitch.
"Ah huh." He didn't refuse his thought.

Asher is still confused.
He glares at his brother.
"Why are you hugging Kei?"

Jeremy smiles.
"Jealous?"

Asher eyes widen then he angrily stomps his feet on the ground.
"I am!"

Kei glares at him.
"Are you anemic too? Want me to hit you?"

Asher pouts.
Then he runs to hug Kei's leg.
"What's anemic Kei? I want one."
Asher said coyly.

Kei really hits his head.

A/N:

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