Chapter 88: Chapter 88

Ethan's POV

Waking up early on the next day, I decide to do some exercise before Michael wakes up. Sunday mornings while I'm at home, I usually do exercise whilst playing rap. But since today, Michael is sleeping peacefully on our bed, I decide to do a few push ups and sit ups quietly.

I tug my shirt off of my head and throws it to one of the desk chairs, starting to do a few stretches regarding my arm muscles, my daily routine.

It's five minutes later, while I'm doing a set of vigorous sit-ups that I suddenly catch two eyes peek at me from under a think blanket. The blanket instantly falls down covering my favourite baby blue eyes.

So my baby woke up and has been secretly watching me.

I stop doing sit ups and walk to the desk to take my phone. I can't help but smirk as I look at the bed and see my baby is still completely swaddled under the blanket, pretending asleep. I go to the music Icon on my phone and play from my routine exercise playlist after putting the volume on maximum. There's a small shiver under the blanket from the sudden sound.

Let me see how long he will keep on pretending.

I walk to the center of the room with my phone, from where our Mickey baby could watch me more clearly. Placing the phone on the floor, I get on my hands and legs and start doing push ups whilst facing the bed.

I can't help but smile when the blanket starts to slowly move down when I'm on my seventh push up. Actually I've been making some noise to tempt him to peek at me.

Very soon his head sticks out from under the blanket and his mouth drops open, seeing me smiling at him. His cheeks almost instantly takes a deep crimson blush at the realization that I caught him in the act. Totally flustered, he again buries himself into the blanket and squirms around on the bed, rolling to the other side.

But he rolls a little too much.

" Michael ! ", I almost scream.

He is already lying on the floor after crashing down with a small thud and a frightened shriek. I instantly get up on my feet in slight panic as he makes no noise after that yelp.

However to my relief the blanket burrito is moving vigorously as some naughty baby is struggling to get out of the tangled mess of it. Thankfully he fell with the thick blanket covering him.

I pause the rap music that was blaring out of my phone before walking to the blanket burrito Michael. He suddenly stills, probably on hearing the sound of my footsteps approaching him.

I tug at the blanket and with a swift pull, I peel it away from him. His flushed face appears and he gulps and blinks his baby blue eyes a few times looking at my sweaty naked upper body that is now hovering over him.

Pulling my damp fringes backward, I chuckle quirking my eyebrows at him. He flashes an embarrassed smile at me and then breathes out a 'hi' whilst waving his hands a little.

" Hello..nice to meet you blanket burrito.", I wave back at him.

And he suddenly starts giggling. His dimples on full display and his eyes crinkling at the corners. His tummy moving up and down from the hysteric giggles. I can't help but smile broadly seeing him giggle like that. I stare at him untill he finishes with his giggles and go back to an embarrassed, awkward state, horrified at the sounds that just escaped from his own mouth.

I stretches a hands to him whilst chuckling and he takes it, letting me pull him up to his feet whilst mumbling a 'Thanks'.

" So why you decided to watch me secretly ? And why you thought it's a good idea to roll under the blanket when gets caught ? ", I ask him raising an eyebrow.

" I wasn't w..watching you. It was the music. Why you b..blast such heavy music and w..work out early in the morning?", he snaps at me, struggling to not look at my torso. I could only chuckle at him. He isn't gonna agree he was secretly staring at me.

" Why are you laughing?", he huffs out and climbs back on the bed whilst frowning, afterwards sitting in an adorable bundle, crossing his hands.

" Okay, I'm not playing it again. Lie down and sleep.", I say.

" My sleep f..flew away because of that ear-rap.", he says making me laugh again.

" What ?", He scoffs scrunching his eyebrows further.

" Nothing. Okay then sit and watch me doing exercise.", I say, shaking my head and smiling.

I walk back to the center of the room and lowers myself to the floor, resuming my push up, again facing his direction. He sits there biting down on his lips for a while, contemplating whether to look up or not. However at last he lets his baby blue eyes stray to my flexing biceps and back muscles, almost dripping with sweat from the strenuous set of pushups I'm doing. He looks away as I smile at him. But that doesn't stop him from continuing to sneak glances at me.

" Baby prince, you don't need to be shy to look at me.", I say chuckling.

" I'm not shy.", he immediately says.

" Oh..okay. Then come here close to me.", I say. He doesn't reply anything but bites down on his lips as if regretting what he just said.

" C'mon..", I call again. He finally slide down the edge of the bed a bit hesitantly, causing me to smile. " And baby, grab a packet of those Lay's I brought yesterday." I tell him and he nods before grabbing a packet of yellow Lays lying on Gavin's bed. It's still Gavin's bed, cause nobody is actually using it.

Michael tears opens the packet carefully as he walks towards me. Then he holds it out for me, looking here and there. I just open my mouth and doesn't bother to stop doing push ups. He leaves a small sigh but anyway crouches down, holding a chip in front of my mouth. I smile whilst munching on it and he side eyes me whilst taking out a another chip and sitting down cross legged in front of me. I open my mouth again and he pushes that chip into my mouth.

" How many pushups can you do ?", he then asks

" In a row ?? Almost 50. ", I reply scarfing the chips down and he isn't that surprised like I expected. " Did you expect me to do more ?", I ask.

"No. It's great you can d..do 50. My brother could also do 50 at 19.", he says.

" Oh..I'm not 19 yet. ", I say continuing with the press ups. Why he comparing me with his bro ?

" Anyway he was stronger than you.", he then adds. " Alex could do push ups with me sitting on his back."

" I also can do that. C'mon..get on my back.", I say pausing doing press ups, but still standing on my arms and legs. He suddenly looks nervous.

" N..no..I agree you are strong. And that was while I was f..fifteen. I was l..light weight then.", he says fiddling with the chips packet.

" You are still light weight. C'mon..climb on. I need to prove you I'm very strong. ", I smirk at him and presses myself flat against the floor, arms bend and ready for this adventure. I can easily do this with my sister on my back. But I hope I can do more that ten push ups with him.

" Okay..", he huffs frowning at my confidence and gets up on his feet, placing the lay's packet down. Then he rounds me before suddenly dropping himself heavily on my back.

" Oh..fuck ! ", I curses out and he giggles a little. " Jeez..couldn't you have got on a bit slowly ? ", I ask.

" No. You are very strong, right ?", he teases. " C'mon..s..start doing press ups.", he slaps lightly on my sweaty back.

I chuckle at his sudden confidence and slowly with slightly shaky arms, pushes myself up before lowering myself down, again steadily. This is so harder than I expected. But anyway I continue doing it using my whole strength. And then he bends down on my back and snakes his hands and legs around my neck and my lower abdomen, resting his head above my head.

" You are so sweaty..", he whispers near my ear, causing me to involuntarily chuckle.

I manage to pull myself up and down for a couple more times steadily. But then my hands starts to shiver and my pace becomes uneven. Michael is quietly enjoying the up and down ride peacefully on my back.

" Now...what do you think about my strength?", I ask trying not to grunt. Thankfully he can't see the miserable look on my face as I try to push myself down with him and then up.

" You are strong.", he says.

" Only strong ? Not...very..strong ?", I grunt, almost draining out of energy.

" Not very strong. You are raising only a l..little. And your hands are shaking. ", he points out sitting up straight. I groan at that and try to do push ups more perfectly, raising up a bit more. He giggles and suddenly he bend down again and kisses my neck.

At the instant, my arms give out and With a thud, I collapse down on the floor, chest hitting harshly.

" Ethan..are you a..alright !?", Michael asks me worriedly, but still he is sitting on my back with all his weight.

" This is your cue to get off of me, Michael ! ", I groan and instantly he slides off of me, mumbling a ' Sorry', letting me roll around on my back.

I hear him let out a relieved sigh and I tilt my head to see him sitting beside me cross legged, looking at me innocently. I can't help but smile looking at his big baby blue eyes. And he smiles back at me, scratching on his chin.

" Why you thought it's a good idea to kiss me on my neck ?", I ask him.

" Sorry..", he mumble lowering his gaze.

" You are getting punished for this.", I say smirking.

His eyes suddenly goes wide and he looks at me with a half open mouth. " P..punished ??"

" Yeah. ", I say and grab his wrist. Then I pull him down to the floor and hovers on top of him, crashing my lips on his plump ones.