Zane's POV

That morning I woke up with a migraine.  My head was pounding, back aching, and I felt extremely hot.  I groaned, realizing that I might be sick.  Just great.   Carefully I sat up, holding my head in my hands.  My messy hair had fallen in my hair so I brushed it back with my hand.  I looked to the other side of the bed, expecting Travis to be there.  Unfortunately with my luck, he wasn't.

Now I have to get up.  Yay.

I groaned and got out of bed, making my way to the bathroom, trying to find my painkillers.  As I took the pills I began wondering where Travis could be.    

"Hey Zane."  The voice startled me and caused me to drop the medicine bottle.  I looked to the bathroom door and saw a grown Laurance.   The hell?

"Laurance...  What- I thought you were..?"

"Yeah well...  Travis made me better I guess..  I don't really know how to put it.  Thank you for showing me that you care..."  He rolled his eye and shrugged, walking away.

What the fuck just happened.

I picked up the medicine bottle and put it back in the cabinet, searching for Travis and Laurance.  They were in the living room as I expected.  

"Morning sleepyhead."  Travis winked and patted the seat next to him.  Laurance was laid out on the couch scrolling through Instagram.  He looked kind of pissy so I decided to let him be.

"Have either of you had breakfast?"  Travis smiled and nodded, but Laurance stayed silent.  

"I made some chocolate chip waffles.  We both ate two."

(Damn you big hungry)

"Good.."  I sighed in relief as I sat down on the leather couch, "So do you think you could explain..."  I tilted my head towards Laurance.

Travis understood and nodded.

"He was in love with you.  He seemed to have been cursed, so since you didn't love him back his age regressed."

My eyes slowly wandered to the brunette.  I felt stupid and somewhat selfish, "I see.."

"You don't have to talk about me like I'm not in the room asshole."

My eyebrows furrowed at the comment, getting pissed off, "Who s-"

"Unfortunately, I haven't been able to completely fix him.  I got him out of the toddler stage, but he's in the teen stage."  Well that made sense.  

"Mom!  What did I just say!"  Who did this little bitch think he was talking to..  No one talks to Travis like  that.

I decided to keep my mouth shut.  I wasn't going to argue with him.  I went to school with him so I knew how the arguments went.  

Tim skep

"Travis stop!  I'm sore enough!"

"Awww did I hurt the poor baby~"  He began teasing me again, his hand palming my crotch.  

"I'm about to hurt you if you don't stop touching me."

"Really now?  I'd like to see you try to dom me.  You'd fail pretty quickly Z-"  I pinned him down, straddling him.  

"Zane Ro'Maeve doesn't fail.  Hope you can be quiet because I'm not holding back on you."

He gulped.  

I got an idea and moved my knee in between his legs, pressing it against his trapped hard-on.

This should be fun~