onyxjackal

You felt your warm covers against your skin and, to be honest, the last thing you wanted to do was to wake up. However, you knew that if you didn't wake up your (brother/sister) was going to beat you in the shower and knowing (him/her) well enough, (she/he) was going to use all the hot water. Mumbling your discomfort, you tried to get off bed, only to fall back with surprise thanks to the handsome pale boy in the corner of your room. "'Bout time you wake," he said. "Are you teenagers usually this lazy?" 'Of course,' you thought as your head fell in personal shame. It wasn't even morning yet, for crying out loud! How could you possibly forge

       “Oh my dear mercy, there are a lot of you aren't there?” Grell placed the back of his hand on his forehead and swooned directly into your lap. “I fear I've grown ever so terribly feint my dear girl. You'll have to see yourself up.” “Oh, you poor dear, do you need something to drink? I'd hate to think you're suffering on my account.” With a worried look, you ran your fingers through Grell's deep red hair. “No, no, just leave me.” Grell cupped his hand next to his mouth and whispered to you. “I'm fine, but with any luck, my dear Bassy will come to rescue me.” He winked and wav