Hello guys! Next chap XD Thanks for the reviews! Like always I don't own. I had some problems with Fanfiction recently, so I couldn't update.
I woke up earlier then usual. This one idea kept me up at night. I was just too excited to wait. I hopped on my bed, where poor, unsuspecting Jay was straddled. I lowered a little and whispered in his ear.
"Wake up sleeping beauty."
"Fuck off. It's Sunday." That was my only answer. He wasn't very supporting of the thought of opening his eyes.
"Came on! I need your help!"
"If you shout into my ear again I'll kick you. In a painful place." If his eyes were open they'd sure be glaring at me.
"Okay, but just stand up. I have something important to discuss with you."
"Can't it wait an hour? Or two?"
"No. I'm too excited about it."
He whimpered. Slowly, unwillingly he opened his eyes. His vision was probably slurred. He wasn't talking, and I was a little fascinated by this quiet, sleepy Jay. Almost adorable.
"Definitely not the thing I want to see first in the morning. Why are you on top of me?" And there went the cuteness.
"This is my bed."
"Doesn't change anything."
"Everything that's on my bed belongs to me. Besides I just wanted to wake you up."
"Couldn't you do that any other way?"
I smirked.
"Trust me I could think of some but they'd be much more cruel. Like icy water."
"I hate you. Now can you get off?"
I did it, but instead of leaving the bed I climbed behind him and hid under the sheets. It was cold in the room. He turned in my direction with expectation.
"So what's so important?"
"Maxim."
"Oh? Are you not done with her?"
"Yes, I am. But she deserves to have someone."
"Oh no. Don't tell me you plan to play Cupid again. If you are I'm out of here."
"Stay calm. I'm not going to force her to love anyone."
"So who's the lucky guy?"
"You know, don't you?"
"Tell me it's not Ike."
I smiled.
Once I was clothed I started making strategies. Jay was looking at me with a face 'you're-too-dumb-to-be-human' but I didn't pay him much attention. Finally an idea formed. I took out my lovely pad and let the magic overflow with the touch of my genius. When I ended a barometer landed on my hands.
"What's that thing?" my friend asked suspiciously.
"Jay, came here."
He hesitantly stepped in front of me. I started to put the barometer on him.
"What's that supposed to do? You're not taking my blood pressure, are you?"
"It's a love meter."
He quickly took the offending thing off him. He looked a bit panicked.
"Jay?" I asked astonished. "I was only checking if that thing worked. But are you…?"
"No! Don't insinuate things on your own!"
"Oh? So who is she, cold heart?"
"Don't know what you're talking about. Anyway how is that supposed to help? It won't make Maxim fall in love."
"No, but it will allow us to check the results of our mission."
"Us, our. Can't you at last talk about yourself, like you don't need my rescue at the end? Besides it's impossible. Right now she's in love with you because of your earlier brilliant experiment."
"Right. That's way I need your help." I smiled.
"I don't like the sound of that."
I heard Jay curse on the other side of the earphone. Step 1: Get Maxim to meet with Ike, so they could talk, while I'm not there. Jay's mission: to check if she feels anything for him.
"Zeke, I don't want to do this."
"Don't whine, if you succeed I'll allow you to have my bed tonight too. Besides you don't have anything better to do."
Maxim walked into our house. She talked with Jay and then he suggested she should go to the living room. It was funny to hear them talk and not see them. In the meantime I pulled a picture of her from my bookcase and threw it into the rubbish bin. Jay came back to the room after checking her pulse. He wasn't as good in lying, but she didn't know him that much to notice it.
As expected she quickly got bored. Ike was putting a tennis table together and the noise lured her there. I sent Jay to discreetly observe them.
Anything exciting didn't happen. After their tennis match Jay checked her pulse again to 'make sure it's increasing following sport as it should'. It didn't grow one bit.
I wasn't really sure what to do. Every little idea was immediately shot down by Jay, who insisted that I'll only make things worse. I couldn't do it without Jay so he had a say in this. A safest option was a meal.
Jay and I prepared a romantic dinner and left it for our two.
As always things didn't go as planned. First my sister came and took all the home made cookies (no we didn't do them, it's just the name on the container). Then my parents came and, of course, thought it is for them so ate everything. It ended with Maxim going home, because she waited to long for me to appear. I sighed.
"Don't be so upset. Love is not something that grows in a day." Jay patted my arm.
"I know. I just wanted her to be happy."
He was looking through a window.
"Maybe it will work out in the end. Look, he's seeing her off."
"Hope it will go well."
Only then I realized how hungry I was. So I went downstairs for a snack.
"Tomorrow I'll try again. I won't give up so easily." I said opening the door with my elbow.
Jay was sitting on a chair. Asleep. I put the snacks on my desk and went before him. I was curious. The love meter was laying not far away.
I checked it out. He must have felt something, because he stirred.
Love level: high. I gaped. It was last but one level.
He opened his eyes. When he realized what's happening he threw my barometer to the floor and it broke. He stood up angrily.
"How could you?"
"Jay, don't be such a kid. I'm your friend, you should talk with me about your love interests."
He pushed me on the door. I didn't expect it. I hit my head and slid on the floor resting my back on the door.
"It hurt asshole!"
He got on his knees before me, sighting.
"I'm sorry. It seems it does have an effect on me too."
He leaned in and before I understood what's happening connected our lips.
Curiosity killed the cat.
Bwahahaha! Don't think it's the end of the love story, it's only the beginning! And Zeke really had Maxim's drawing in his room. Just saying.
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