Anthony bit his lips to avoid the silly grin to spread too much but failed miserably. He finally made his way to the bathroom to take a quick shower, changing into his pyjamas bottoms and a black tank top.
Jarvis made his way to the kitchen and quickly cooked some pasta for himself and for Anthony, as well as preparing some dessert before heading back upstairs, finding Anthony already in the bed. “Here you go.” He said, setting the food on the nightstand next to the bed, leaning over to kiss Anthony’s nose. “What movie do you want to not really watch?”











