Wrestling With Love

Chapter Thirty One ;; It's Wednesday

*Bexley's point of view*

I used my hands to push myself up onto the kitchen's counter. I sat back against the wall and pulled my knees into my chest as I watched Fenix make him and I some coffee. Penta was still asleep as he was usually the one last to wake up. I let out a pretty big yawn and dropped my head down.

"Are you good?" Fenix wondered.

"Just feeling extra tired today, but I'll be okay." I responded before yet another yawn escaped me.

Fenix smiled as he grabbed two coffee mugs from the cabinet and started to fill them up with the freshly brewed coffee. He knew exactly how I liked it as this had become part of our daily routine.

"Here you go," he spoke as he approached me and offered me my coffee, "Maybe it will wake you up."

I laughed as I put my legs down, scooted myself to the edge on the kitchen's counter, and accepted my coffee from him. I thanked him before carefully taking a sip, trying not to burn myself.

After a few more sips, I told Fenix I would go wake up Penta. Fenix grabbed my hand and quickly assisted me with getting up, off the counter and with my coffee still in my hand, I headed into mine and Penta's room.

Once I entered the room, I immediately set down my half drank cup of coffee on the table stand beside my side of the bed and I crawled beside Penta's sleeping body. I placed one my hands on the middle of his chest and whispered, "Wake up babe."

When this resulted in no response, I used my hand that was on his chest to shake him some and I repeated "Wake up babe," but louder. That would cause him to slightly begin waking up as I decided to straddle myself on top of him.

"Come on, Papi.. Wake up!" I demanded as I bounced myself up and down, on top of him.

"I'm up, I'm up," he claimed, opening his eyes.

"Prove it!" I challenged him, still bouncing on him.

He looked up at me and smiled before quickly sitting up, causing me to start to fall backwards a bit. He caught me in his arms and flipped me onto my back, so that he was now on top of me.

"Is that proof?" He questioned in a flirtatious tone as he locked eyes with me.

I laughed and wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and replied just as flirtatiously, "Almost, maybe just some kisses now."

"Oh, Si?" He wondered with a smile as he placed his hand on my face.

"Si," I responded while nodding before he pressed his lips against mine.

After a couple small pecks, I gently bit down on his bottom lip, encouraging him to slide his tongue inside my mouth. We then begin to make out while I played with his hair. Eventually he would grab ahold of my wrists, planning to hold them down above my head, but he would get distracted by a pretty decent size bruise on my forearm.

"Was that me?" He worried, lightly rubbing it with his fingers.

I couldn't help but smile at how cute he sounded worrying about me. "I'm pretty sure that's from your brother. You've kind of been letting him kick my ass lately." I half joked.

Obviously Fenix hadn't been actually kicking my ass, but I had been doing some in ring training with him. It was no secret that he's like the best high flyer in the world, so whenever the opportunity to learn from him came up, I couldn't say no.

Penta sat up, laughed, and spoke "You say you want to train with him."

"I know," I started to respond, but my words got interrupted for a moment by my need to yawn. After yawning I continued, "I'm pretty sure it's why I feel so exhausted. Maybe I'll get him to make me another cup of coffee, it's the least he could do, right?"