(Y/N) P.O.V.
You walk past the living room to see Ross and his older brother Rocky having a push up contest. The rest of his siblings, and of course Ratliff, sat around your living room, counting as they completed a push up. "8...9..10," they chanted as the boys grunted. You stood in the doorway, clearly amused.
"Time out," Ross called once he noticed you standing in the doorway.
"Dude you can't call time. It's a contest," Rocky argued. Ross ignored him and called you over.
"I need motivation," he whined to you. You giggled, and walked over to him, sliding under his chest. The contest restarted. Every time he went down, he pecked your lips. Ross ended up winning. Rocky tapped out at 28, leaving Ross victorious. "Yay, I win!" he laughed as he kissed you once more. "Thanks babe."
"No problem, Rossy."
(A/N) Aye R5 fam. I know this is short and stupid but I was bored so here you go.
