Chapter 26~Sunday Mornings

Austin's P.O.V

Today is Sunday, the last day of the weekend. I'm not looking forward to school tomorrow, but since it's the beginning of a new semester Denver and I have more classes together. That's a happy thought. My arm is about to fall off. It has been asleep for about an hour, but I can't find it in me to wake the precious boy on me. He felt a bit down today, so I did the only thing I knew how to do; I cuddled him.

I have to get some food and move my arm though, I can't handle it anymore. I skillfully remove the sleeping boy out from under my arm and shimmy off the bed. He stirs, and I hold my breath because I think he's going to wake up. He just rolls over and curls into a ball, allowing me to breathe again. He needs sleep, he never gets any. Feeling pretty proud of myself, I tiptoe down the stairs in his room and sneak out of the door.

I think Ryan had a game today, and Andrew went with him. That just leaves me, Denver, and Jack at the Taylor household for most of the day. To be honest, Jack kinda scares me. I mean sure, Andrew and Ryan are very overprotective of Denver and would kill for him. Jack is different though, he has a crazy side, and he's not afraid to show it. Especially not when it comes to his baby brother. Jack also somehow just knows everything, which is kinda creepy but whatever. But to be honest, I can't blame him. I'm getting pretty overprotective over Denver myself. Denver is just so sweet and caring. He would do anything for the people he loves and hell, he'll do a lot for someone he despises. Not to mention he's the cutest human on the face of the planet. I'll admit it I've caught feelings for the pretty boy.

I will never ever tell him, though. I don't want to ruin what we have, which is an amazing friendship. So if it means I have to get over my "little" crush, then so be it. When I get to the kitchen, Jack is already up, which is surprising since he is usually the last to roll out of bed. He's sitting on the couch watching some tv show and eating a bowl of cereal. I go to the kitchen to make me a bowl so I can join him. Once I've made a bowl and everything is put up, I head over to the couch and sit on the opposite end.

"Where's Denver?" He asks

"Asleep," I say, simply shoving a spoonful of Cheerios into my mouth.

"And he didn't wake up when you got out of bed?" Jack asks one eyebrow up.

"Nope, he stirred a little but didn't wake up," I say after I finish chewing.

"That's pretty impressive. He's a pretty light sleeper," Jack says, getting a bite of his own cereal. "I know I was pretty impressed with myself," I say, smiling.

After that, we fall into a comfortable silence. We just eat our cereal and watch whatever Jack has the tv on.

Once we're finished, Jack takes both of our bowls and puts them into the sink. When he comes back, he doesn't take his prior position at the end of the couch. He sits a little closer to me with one leg folded under his butt and the other one hanging off the sofa to face me more.

Oh, lord, help me. This seems like an overprotective brother talk just waiting to happen, and I don't think I'm prepared for one of those at nine A.M.

"Do you like him?" Jack asks seriously.

Well, damn, he did not waste any time whatsoever. There was no "Hey Austin, how's your morning" it was just straight to the point, and I've liked that about Jack until now.

"I...I um..." I start, but I'm at a complete loss for words.

How do I say, yes? How do I look Jack into the eyes and say I have feelings for his baby brother? Yeah, no, thanks. I would like to keep my head attached to my body.

"it's a simple yes or no question. Do you like Denver?" Jack asks, pausing as he talks. Simple is so not the word I would use.

"I don't understand why you're asking this, " I say, to avoid the question.

My attempt was useless.

"Just answer the question, Johnson," Jack says in between teeth.

Oh, fucking fantastic. I have pissed him off now.

"Yeah. Yeah, I do," I sigh, giving up. Jacks wasn't going to stop until I gave in.

"Well, I'm gonna tell you something right here right now. If you ever so much as think about hurting my baby, I will kill you. Don't think I don't see you two were cuddling, which probably isn't even your fault. We all know Denver is a cuddler, but I just want you to know I'll be watching you two. Do I make myself clear?" Jack says, going into full-on big brother mode.

"Yes, I understand," I say, hanging my head. I can't find it in me to be in shock that Jack knows. Like I said, he knows everything.

"Does he know?" Jack asks.

"What? Hell, no!" I say, jerking my head back up in surprise.

"I was just asking sheesh," Jack says jokingly.

What the hell? One minute he's yelling at me and the next he's joking with me. He should be shoving me out of his house and away from his little brother. Does he not care that I, a member of the male gender, like his little brother. As in I want to kiss him and call him mine? I know he just wants Denver safe, but does he not care about me liking him?

"Wait, you're not mad or grossed out?" I say, confusion thick in my voice.

"No man, you're gonna love who you're gonna love. I don't really like that it is my brother, but I don't like the thought of anyone liking him. I'm just overprotective over him, I mean, how couldn't you be? I don't care what gender he likes as long as he's happy," Jack simply states, sliding back over to the other end of the couch.

And just like that, Jack is my favorite Taylor bother, well besides Denver. Jack may act like he doesn't care about anything, but he cares a lot about the people close to him.

"Thanks, Jack," I say, smiling.

"No problem, just be careful," he says, turning his full attention to the tv.

He doesn't get to watch long because you hear footsteps come down the stairs a couple of seconds later.

"Jack, will you make me some waffles?" Denver asks in a tired voice.

You can always hear the sleep in his voice for at least thirty minutes after he wakes up.

"Sure, buddy," Jack says, ruffling Denver's hair as he walks to the kitchen.

"Morning," I say to him once he sits down beside me.

"Good morning," He says, yawning.

He rests his head in my shoulder and starts watching the tv, waiting on his food. He doesn't have his glasses on, so he's squinting at the screen. It makes his face that much cuter. Jack gives me a knowing glance and a smirk making my cheeks heat up. We spend most of the day like that, cuddling on the couch watching movies and tv shows. Jack went to his room a long time ago to play video games. Denver is sleeping again. It's also started raining about three episodes of Friends ago. I feel myself begin to get sleepy, so I let the rain and the feeling of Denver in my arms lull me to sleep.

A/N~ I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, until next time💜