Harlow’s gaze slipped to the human.
“Yes?” they both asked at once.
“Go the fuck home. Stay there a while. No more running around. For the love of the world, no more chaos for now!”
“I promise nothing,” Foxx replied with zero shame.
Harlow smirked. “What he said.”
Zane snorted. While Santiago had a small…very small smile on his face.
“LEAVE!” Tony barked.
“For that, I am going to cause trouble on purpose!” His vampire hmphed as he looped his arm through his and tugged Harlow towards the door.
“Foxx…why are you once again baking right before Wes gets here?!” Harlow hissed, ignoring the pulling in his back as he crossed his arms. The pain pills were still going strong. He felt…a twinge of pain, but nothing he couldn’t handle.
“Well, I’d rather be at that festival, but I’m pretty sure after yesterday it’s likely canceled. And it’s possible that I may have forgotten that Wes was coming today until you mentioned it this morning, thus I am…baking.”
Harlow stared, repeating the man’s words in his head as he tried to find any sort of logic. Eyeing the bowl Foxx was stirring, he asked, “What are you baking?”
“Brownies.”
“And you aren’t using the hand mixer, why?”
“Less mess?”
“Just get them in the damn oven so you aren’t getting up to get them out while Wes is here!”
“What are you even getting pissy for?! It wouldn’t be a big deal even if I had to!” Foxx started to glare at him, as the brat continued to stand there and slowly mix his brownie batter.
Harlow sighed. When the vampire had said he wanted to cause chaos yesterday…he should have known he’d be the one suffering from it.
Still stirring, Foxx slowly smiled and suggested, “Oh, while you are standing there doing nothing, why don’t you move that one end table out of the way… So he doesn’t trip over it again. I’d rather not have my lamp broken. Or a bleeding human on my floor.” The vampire frowned, quickly adding, “Maybe you should just move all the furniture in that area so they're a bit away from each other, that way, the paths will be wider.”
“Of courseeeee,” Harlow said in a fake happy voice. “Instead of getting ready, as our psychologist will be here in thirty fucking minutes, I’ll go move the furniture around, while at the same time, try to not pop a stitch. Anything else, my royal pain in the ass?”
Foxx giggled. “No, that will be all, my mere peasant. Also, as long as you just move things with your feet, your stitches will be fine!”
Harlow took a deep breath in and out. This was who he was contemplating building a house with?
He sighed again, and…walked his dumbass to the first half of the living room, where he started moving the motherfucking furniture, because the answer was still fucking…yes…
Foxx heldout the plate full of warm gooey fudge brownies to Wes, asking with a sweet smile, “Brownie?”
His smile widened as Harlow scoffed next to him. Foxx wasn’t sure why the dhampir was still complaining, as if the man hadn’t scarfed down three before Wes had even gotten here.
The human had luckily this time made it to the chair without catching his foot on anything.
“I have to say, I’m going to try to come more often if you keep this up, Foxx,” Wes chuckled. Grabbing one, the man’s eyes slid shut briefly as he took a bite and chewed. “Mm, mm, mmmm. If all of Foxx’s baking and cooking is up to this level, I’m honestly surprised you didn’t gain weight when you were human while living here, Harlow.”
Foxx giggled, sending the man a beaming smile. “Well, he would have if I could have made him eat it. But while ‘human’, the man rarely ate anything I made. Besides the pies I baked for his birthday, that is.” His smile turned slightly smug at that.
Wes’ brow rose, but having just tossed the rest of the brownie into his mouth, he waited until he finished swallowing to say, “I’m not sure I’d have the willpower to resist. Baked goods are my weakness, I’m afraid. Which is why I generally avoid bakeries.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t have to avoid shit now,” Harlow snorted.
“No, that is a benefit to no longer being…” the human trailed off on a frown. “I do wonder if you would have even gained weight before, considering you weren’t, in fact, human.”
