Damian POV:

As I stretch my limbs across the bed, I find that I'm alone in the bed. I opened my eyes to the familiar window that is always letting light in– making the room shine with energy that I have yet to seek from the incident that happened.

I look towards Autumn's side and come to find that I am completely alone in the bedroom, the spot where she lay was somewhat warm, so she couldn't have woken up any earlier than me.

I sat myself up, taking in the silence. As I got lost in the surroundings and thoughts, I revisit the argument Autumn and I had.

I was such an idiot, I don't even know why I got moody all of a sudden. I made her unhappy, and I hated myself for it the moment she hung up the phone.

I knew I had to make it right, if I were to get on my knees with my head glued to the floor in order to make her forgive me, I would do it a million times.

Hell, I would've bought her a whole store full of books and flowers if I were to replace that sadness with that brightfull smile of hers.

As I thought about our argument yesterday, I thought about something earlier than that, the event that caused my whole mood and energy to shift.

I cringe as I recall the event, if I were to go back in time to change things, there would be a lot of shit that I'd have done differently.

36 hours ago:
"You requested the head chef?"

"Of course, I wanted to know what is the best thing on this menu" The person said in a familiar voice, and when they lowered the menu to show their face, I scoffed.

"Of course it's you, Evan"

"Long time no see, Damian" He smirks.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I barked, trying to keep my voice down so that the other customers could not hear.

"What? I can't see my baby brother? I want to know how he's doing with his pathetic life" Evan questions.

All with the jabs he made in the first minute, I just knew–sure he grew up, but he is still the same goddamn bastard who doesn't give a fuck about no one and will hurt anyone who comes in his way of getting what he wants.

Even after all these years of not seeing him, he still finds the audacity to try and make me and my life miserable.

I have been doing good, even great so far, I found a partner, I have my own apartment, I'm happy with my life, peaceful at most.

I don't have time for any bullshit this fucker wants to bring to the table, he can drown in his own misable life while he watches me from afar of how happy I am with mine.

As I'm reminded that the restaurant is in a rush and I need to get back to the kitchen to help. I spent far too much time wasted on someone who's not worth it, so I need to wrap this up quickly.

"Well" I started "You see my life now, good day" I said as I dismissed him. I turned around and started walking back to the kitchen when I heard a chair hitting the ground.

I stopped in my tracks as I turned around and I saw Evan angrily walking towards me with the chair he was sitting on was knocked over.

Knowing how angry he can get, I have no doubt that he is going to try to start something that won't end well.

When Evan reaches me, he grabs me by the collar as he pulls me close to his face.

"Listen here, you little shit, you are nothing and you know it" He points directly in my face "Even dad knows it"

I feel my brows being pulled together– to bring up shit from the past is what he does best.

And it always gets the reaction that he wants.

I push him off as I straighten my shirt, "If you want to hang on to the past, then I suggest getting the fuck out of here, you sound pathethic Evan" I paused "If you are coming in here bothering me and insulting me, then clearly you are bored and you have a unfunfilling life"

He just smiled as he chuckled a little and shakes his head, "You little fucker-"

I cut him off, "Why don't you do something that will actually make you interesting"

As soon as I finished my sentence, Evan balls his fist up and lands a punch to my face, I stumbled backward as people around us gasp at the scene. As my coworkers come through the kitchen doors, I punch him back, hard.

When Evan goes to land another punch, some of my co-workers restrain him, holding him back as he shouts insults at me and demanding that they let him go, while a few other workers guide me back in the kitchen.

I guess they did that so I won't punch him again, which I would, to be honest.

Few of the guests were scared of course and called the police. When the police arrived, Evan had already fled the scene, so I make my statement.

Even though he didn't deserve it, I saved his sorry ass. I told the police that "Some random guest was getting aggressive and assaulted me over something on the menu that he didn't agree with"

They then asked if I wanted to press charges against the person but I said no, stating that some customers will be aggressive no matter what you tell them, but I'm fine with that.

                                         *

After the police left, my boss asked what had happened as well, I just gave him the same bullshit story and he believed it.

My boss then apologized to all the guests that happened to witness what had happened and closed the restaurant for the rest of the day, which is fine, we got a lot of sales today, so we should be fine for the rest of today.

When I got home, I went straight to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror, my left cheek is purple with a tint of black coming through. He got a good punch in.

As I looked at my cheek more and more, anger and rage started to build within me.

How dare he show up in my life after being gone for years on end, and still have the nerve to torment me.

I have nothing to do with his issues that he has in his life.

When my phone ranged, I looked at the caller id, and it was Autumn.

Flashback ended.

As the events replay end in my memories, I mentally slap myself on the head. I know I said it before, but Autumn didn't deserve that, she just wanted to call and I fucked that up.

I still don't know how she forgives me.

I sigh as I finally got up from the bed, and made my way into the kitchen, where I smelled delicious breakfast food. There were waffles, fruits cut up in a bowl, and bacon layed out.

As I looked at the setup, I spotted Autumn making two glasses of orange juice. When she saw me, she was startled but she quickly bounced back. She smiled as she greeted me, putting down the glasses–approaching me and wrapping her arms around my waist, resting her cheek against my chest.

I return the hug as I bring her closer to me, not letting go of her.

"How was your sleep?" I ask as I kiss the top of her head.

"It was good but.." She paused as she laughed a little.

"But what?" I ask, not knowing what she is going to say.

"You kept trying to sleep on top of me" She admitted as if embarrassed of the moment.

"I don't believe that" I retaliated.

She gasp as she slides out from the hug, and goes to the counter to grab her phone, she then runs back to me, "I took a picture for evidence"

"Oh my god" I laughed as I tilted my head back.

As she aims her phone towards me, showing me her wallpaper of the photo she took.

The photo shows that I am in a deep sleep as Autumn's eyes are sleepy but open, my bicep and forearm is wrapped around her head as is my other arm tightly muffled around her waist as well.

"You were so cute in this photo, I had to make this my wallpaper" She claimed as she watched my reaction.

"Absolutely not, delete that" I quickly said, not leaving any room for arguing.

"What?" Autumn questioned, laughing, "This is a cute photo, and I would like to keep it"

I didn't say anything else, I shot her a look of stubborness. I then tried to quickly grab her phone but she was too fast, as if she already read my next move, I chased her around the kitchen as we both laughed.

Most likely, her neighbors are questioning about what all the noise is about.

After a minute or two, I finally cornered her against the counter, she hides her phone behind her back. As I tried to reach behind her, we both noticed the close proximity we are in.

She looks up at me as she holds my stare, she slowly parts her lips. To end the intense waiting, my hands grab her face, and I slam my lips down against hers, she gasps at first but slowly sighs into my mouth.

That one hint of pleasure will drive me crazy to my core.

She kisses me back as hard as she possibly can, grabbing onto my shirt and tugging me closer into her space, while her phone rests on her counter.

I lower myself, wrapping my arms around her thighs as I quickly swipe her up from the ground and place her on the counter, all while she grabs me in surprise, not wanting to fall.

I wrapped her legs around my waist as I kept kissing her, opening her mouth even more, and connecting our tongues together, she let out a throaty moan.

I let her breath a bit before going down to land kisses on her neck, she sighs happily as she moves her hand into my hair, massaging my scalp.

All while our centers are rubbing against each other.

She threw her head back as she let out a loud moan when I pressed myself up against her even more.

Her hand is still in my hair and as for the other hand, loses control, like she doesn't know what to do with it. She tries to grab onto the counter but instead, she knocks over an empty glass that stops us from going any further.

She looks at me as she slowly slides off the counter, "We should clean up and eat something" She said awkwardly.

I rub the back of my neck, "Yeah, we probably should"

Autumn POV:

After we both ate breakfast and cleaned up the mess from earlier, we both decided to take the day off from our lives and just relax together.

As both of us are currently cuddling on the couch, sharing a blanket, I'm reading my book as Damian watches a show on a streaming app.

I want to have more moments like this, where we can just be in each other's spaces and nothing in the world can bother us.

As I continued reading, I can't help but give a fleeting thought to how much Matthew's words affect me, a chill went down my spine from just thinking about his name.

I don't know what he is going to do next, maybe I should tell Damian, but that will only add more weight on his shoulders than before. We talked about communication but this will surely add more fuel to the fire if Damian knows about this.

And I don't want there to be an intense fight between the three of us. I can handle it and Damian and I will be secure and no outside forces will interfere with that

I convinced myself of that.

So many conflict are about to evolve, and I'm here for it!!

Do you think Evan is coming back?

What will Matthew do next?

-Summer Roe