"Bacon crumbled into your oatmeal with raisins and cinnamon."
You gave him an odd look and he laughed, "Trust me on this one, no one has ever turned down Ivan Surprise."
"Oh? And who all has eaten it?"
He pretended to think about it and then said, "Well if you count me…" he ticked off his fingers, "One."
You laughed, and then ate it and found it to your liking, "Oh my gawd! This is delicious!" You said and gobbled it up and he served you more.
Then suddenly your door opened and your parents walked in wide eyed with questioning expressions.
"Okay…where's Gil?" Your mom asked.
"Did we miss something here?" Your dad asked.
You laughed awkwardly, and you and Ivan both explained about what had happened with Gilbert but kept the part about you sleeping in the same bed in the dark. They were told that you were sick, but not about the fact that you had nearly killed yourself. After all, it was clear that it you wouldn't have to worry about that anymore.
After lunch you both went to his house, so he could grab new clothes and take a shower. You roamed around and then checked out his room and found pictures of his sisters, and parents and him, all smiling.
You felt a pang of envy, he knew what it was like to have caring parents…even siblings, but you were a single child who knew nothing about family.
You turned around and your lips crashed against Ivan's. You stepped back and blushed brightly, "Oh! Oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't see you-," You turned a deep crimson when you realized he only had his pants and underwear on, "there."
"It's fine…" He said, with a light blush as well.