Chapter 248: Is this a new superpower?
Andrew was busy working away in the kitchen. He was making little quiches so that they could eat them quickly. They had run a little late after their stunt, especially when it came to clean up. They had both decided, much to Andrew’s dismay, that he should leave Maxwell to the bathroom first, let him get a shower, and then they would switch.
So, Andrew decided on quiches for breakfast. If the others arrived, they would still be able to eat them on the go, and Andrew had made sure their to-go cups, which they rarely used, were ready and clean. He even made sure that a little tray showing off the teas and the small coffee selection that they had was ready for when the others came over.
Maxwell, washed, cleaned, glowing, was lounging in the living room while he waited for breakfast. Andrew wanted him in the kitchen, and Maxwell wanted to be in the kitchen, but it wasn’t the best idea. Andrew was feeling a sense of possessiveness that was not okay, and had communicated that with Maxwell.
Andrew didn’t like that Maxwell was finding humour in his behaviour, but Maxwell had made a good point. If he didn’t find humour in it, there was a chance that he could get scared, so Andrew shut his mouth and let Maxwell feel his feelings.
When knocks sounded at the door, Maxwell looked up from his phone, where he was sitting on the couch, and was about to get up to answer it. Andrew panicked.
"I got it!" Andrew shouted from the kitchen where he was finishing up making breakfast and raced out, wiping his hands on his apron before he went to the door. Maxwell looked surprised by Andrew’s reaction, but Andrew couldn’t help it.
He knew that Maxwell was capable. He could answer the door. But after what they had done, it was an unfortunate side effect that Andrew hoped would fade once they went outside. Andrew knew he wasn’t a delicate flower that shouldn’t raise a finger and should be protected, but here Andrew was, answering the door after checking it because he just couldn’t bear the thought of Maxwell getting snatched away by someone else. Especially at the door.
It was just Luis and Thomas, and when Andrew opened the door for them, they smiled.
"Ah. Good morning Andrew. I hope we’re not intruding. We’re a little earlier than we said we would arrive." Andrew waved his hand dismissively at Luis’ words.