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Star Wars: A Short Story

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Your head was aching from working today. Your boss kept, well, bossing around. “Y/N do this, Y/N do that, blah blah blah.”, you grumbled. You put your key in the lock and opened the door. You could hear Stiles and your son arguing about, Star Wars, again? Once you walked into the living room, you let your bag fall on the ground of astonishment, the room was a complete mess. “What happened here?!” You looked at them and your son stood up, running to you. “Daddy and I made a hut out of blankets and other stuff!” You sighed and crouched down to your 5-year-old son. “Sweetheart, that’s really nice, but you and daddy have to clean up everything. Otherwise we have to cancel Star Wars night.” He nodded and began picking up his toys. You walked over to Stiles, who has been looking at his feet the whole time. “You, upstairs.”, you commanded him and he did what you said. …show more content…

“You were the one who told me to do other things than watching Star Wars…” “So you’re blaming me for all of this?” “N-No, I never said that!” “Yes, you d-” You sentence was cut off by Stiles’ lips on yours. He let go of them and turned you around to massage your shoulders. “You’re so tense, was it your boss again?” He took of your blazer and wrapped his arms around you. “Yeah, he’s getting on my nerves.” He began kissing your neck. “Stiles, we’re not alone, remember?” Your sighed the last word, because he found your sweet spot. When his lips left your neck, you whined, but you had to think about your son. “Why don’t you go take a bath, and your two favorite boys clean up the room?” You nodded and gave him a peck on his

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