"Jared-!" I shout when he steals my boxers and runs off with them.

A groan escapes my lips. I haven't gotten female to male surgery for the below the belt area, but Jared loves me the same even though I don't have the male parts.

I slowly wrap my bath towel around my waist again and walk over to my room again and pull a new pair of boxers out before slipping them on and putting my towel around my neck, leaving my room again after I do so.

I slip my grey jeans on when I reach the bathroom, deciding not to do my hair or put on a shirt as I trot down the stairs, my towel now hanging over my arm.

When I don't see Jared, my eyes narrow as I cautiously walk into the laundry room, plopping my towel into the washing machine, before turning back around and seeing a proud looking Jared standing there.

I narrow my eyes at the boy who's only a little bit older than me but always acts as if he's 10 years younger.

"Thanks for stealing my underwear, smart one." I say, huffing as I lean against the dryer, folding my arms over my chest in the process.

"No problem," he says, laughing a bit as he walks in and tosses the shirt and sweats he wore last night into the wash.

"You- don't even live here," I say, arching an eyebrow at him.

"I know." He says and wraps his arms around my waist.
"But I practically do live here now that you're my boyfriend," he says and looks down at my lips, his curled up into a gentle smile.

I feel my breath hitch in my throat when his lips draw closer to mine.

I know I've kissed him before, but your lips connecting with someone else's lips you love is something you'll never get used to.

His lips gently connect to mine, kissing me again gently.

Dan and Phil aren't home right now so we have the place to ourselves at this moment in time.

His lips slowly trail from mine, going up to my cheekbone, before going up to my temple, then making their way down to my jawline.

"Don't leave a hickey," I breathe, his slight stubble scratching against my neck.

"Mm, they won't mind." Jared says, his lips brushing over my tender, pale skin, before sucking on it.

A gasp escapes my lips when he pulls his lips off of my neck and brushes his thumb over the bruised area before doing the same thing, on the back side of the tendon connecting my shoulder to my neck.

"Jared.." I mutter, tilting my head away from him slightly.

"Shh," he says when he pulls his lips away again, smiling in satisfaction.

I look down at the little purple mark, sighing as I look up at Jared.

"Thanks," I say and laugh a bit.
"Where did they go, by the way?" I ask, referring to the two British YouTubers.

"Dunno, they wouldn't tell me." He says with a shrug before kissing the little bruise which is sitting just below my jawline, leaving just after.

"Thanks," I mutter and sigh, wondering what the guys are going to actually think.

A couple hours later, Dan and Phil finally return.

Jared and I are sitting on the couch, a blanket draped over my bare torso.

I look over as a pair of footsteps walk over, before stopping in the doorway.

"Hey, Alex, c'mere," Dan says, waving for me to follow him into the kitchen.

Jared tightens his grip around me.

"Relax, I'll be right back babe," I say and get up then turn and walk into the kitchen.

"Yeah Da-" I stop myself mid sentence, my breath hitching in my throat.

"Jason?" I breathe, causing my best friend from home to turn around and look me up and down before smiling.

"Hey, Alex. Nice hickey," he laughs, making a heat raise to my cheeks.

"Shut up," I laugh a bit. "It's good to see you again, buddy." I say and walk forward then hug him.

"Did I miss something?" I hear Jared ask from behind me, and I turn around to face a jealous looking Jared standing there.

"Oh, Jared, this is Jason." I say, smiling as I return to my boyfriend.

"Right," he says and wraps an arm around me when I hug him from the side, narrowing his eyes protectively at Jason.

"Jared," I hiss, looking up at him. "Relax." I say and tighten my grip on him.

"Can I talk to him? Alone, Alex?" Jason says, making me sigh and nod.

"Be nice to each other." I say as I let my arms fall to my sides.

"Uhuh," Jared says and kisses my temple before releasing me and leaving.

I look at Dan and Phil, my eyebrows raised.

"I don't like that look they gave each other." I mutter, sitting up on the kitchen counter soon after.