Highschool (Teen/Adult)

He soon opens his eyes, yawning.

Natasha stays close to him, her green eyes closed lightly, a smile on her soft lips.

He stretches his arms, checking his phone.

Natasha sighs, turning back over, cuddling up to Dylan, closing her eyes.

He stands, feeding and walking Griffin.

Natasha soon goes back to sleep, gripping the couch with a slight whimper. She hates the nightmares she gets

Michael talks to some of his friends while he cooks breakfast.

Natasha wakes, walking up the stairs.

Michael soon leaves to go for lunch.

Natasha kept busy, sitting on the couch, stroking the smokey grey kitten she had adopted, smiling at it purring. Watching his blue eyes.

Dylan wakes up, yawning and stretching.

"Afternoon, sleepy head." Natasha teases, her kitten meowing softly.

"Hey." He chuckles, grabbing his glasses.

Natasha laughs softly. "How did you sleep?"

"Good." He smiles.

Natasha smiles. "Thats good." She says softly. "Hey, I don't think you have to talk to Michael about be and him. I'm pretty sure he's not interested anymore." Natasha smiles halfheartedly.

He runs a hand through his hair. "If you insist".

Natasha nods, smiling a little. "I woke up cuddled up to him, he only held me close because he was asleep." She shrugs a little, having no idea he was actually awake.

He raises an eyebrow. "What time did you wake up?"

"Om.. maybe.. uh.. 10- ish.." Natasha says softly. "Why?"

"Michael wakes up at like 9." He shrugs.

"Maybe he slept in?" Natasha says. "When he did wake up, it was like I wasn't there." She says softly.

"I think he likes you, bit hes hiding it." He says.

Natasha sighs. "God, I hope you're right." She says softly, cuddling her kitten.

"I'm pretty sure I am." He laughs.