Finding Max (boyxboy)

Chapter 2. Settling In (pic: March's)

[A/N: Dedicated to uberprecious who votes on practically every chapter. Thank you for that!]

Max POV.

"Max, get your butt up already!" Crap. Groaning, I mourned the loss of precious sleep. I had been dreaming of Gunnar again, and I swear the dreams were getting more detailed every night.

"I don't want to!" I shouted. Rolling over, I tried to recapture that dream.

"I made you breakfast!" Ma cooed. Suddenly I'm wide awake. It's so rare that she cooks breakfast that I find myself out of bed and opening the door already. 

"Coming!" I yell. I shut the door and scrambled into my bathroom. Those dreams are starting to get to me. When they first started I was glad to be woken up, but now it just makes me irritable. It confuses me. I know I'm not gay.

Once I'm squeaky clean I head downstairs and hear voices that are vaguely familiar. Turning into the kitchen, Corin is sitting at the table with five new people. One is clearly my aunt Nicole, my mothers fraternal twin. They have the same emerald green eyes, button nose, wide smile and flawless complexion. The only obvious difference is the hair. Though it's both the same dark brown, Ma's is wavy, while aunt Nic has corkscrew curls. In contrast her husband Greg has a light nut-brown hair and dignified age lines. Leo takes after his mom. Virgo and Cassi have more of their dad in them.  Right now, Cassi is trying to find out on what her parents got her for Christmas.

My aunt got up and hugged me. "Oh wow you've sure grown up. You look like a man now." She pet my hair back while my mom set another plate on the table. 

"Stop molesting my son." Ma said. "He needs to eat."

When she said molesting, my mind wandered  to Gunnar. I sure would like to molest hi... Wait, I take that back. I'm not gay, I know it. So why do I keep thinking of him?

Ma turned to me. " Eat up, you're helping them unload boxes when we're done.

Slightly wary of my aunt, I pushed Gunnar to the back of my mind and grunt an agreement. I take my seat at the table and dig in.

Aunt Nic huffed in surprised indignance and sat down beside her husband, rolling her eyes, "For heavens sakes Emily, I wasn't molesting him." 

Ma put her hands on her hips, "So what were your fingers doing in his hair? What's your excuse?" She grinned.

"Oh, knock it off Em. Get back to the stove." Aunt Nic shot back. Ma snorted and then went back anyways to serve up more fried potatoes.

Uncle Greg grinned at me, "Can I run my hand through your hair too?" He asked. I choked on my eggs and he laughed, slapping my back. "Good to see ya again, kid."

My throat clears, "Yeah, it's good to see you guys too." I look over at Leo, Virgo and Cassi. I feel like I should say something. "So, how are you guys doing?" I question, munching on toast.