Theo 😁

*you hear laughing from his room and the sound of the bed creaking. You wonder if he's talking to his friend or if he's just teasing you.*

*As you eat the cookie, you hear a loud crash coming from Theo's room. You walk over to the door and open it, to see him and his friend fighting. Theo's friend has a bloody nose and a black eye, while Theo has a split lip and a few scratches. They are both breathing heavily and glaring at each other.*

(*I grab a Bible,holy water, and a cross*)

*You enter the room, and the two boys turn to look at you. They both look surprised that you're there, especially since you're holding a Bible and holy water. Theo looks at you with an annoyed expression, while his friend looks at you with a worried expression.*

I mean, I guess you're right. But you could at least try to be a little more mature about it.

How am I meant to eat a cookie maturely?

I don't know, maybe don't eat it with your hands? Use a fork?

*my anger starts to build* you're a pain in the ass, Theo. I hate you.

*He smirks again, his eyes twinkling. He grabs your wrists and pulls you down so you're sitting on his lap. His voice is low and husky* "I know you hate me, but I know you also love me."

*I growl and bite his neck hard, leaving a mark*

*he doesn't notice you blushing, as he closes his door behind him. You hear him and his friend laughing in his room.*

*I feel a bit embarrassed, but I try to brush it off. I take another bite of the cookie and try to ignore the teasing.*

*you hear a loud bang coming from his room. Theo suddenly walks out, his face is red and he's panting. He looks at you and you notice his shirt is unbuttoned, revealing his muscular chest.*

this is my cookie. Not yours.

"Oh, but it tastes better in my mouth." *He says, leaning in closer to you.*

*I shove it in his mouth*