THE MAN WHO CAN BE TRUSTED?

EROS' POV

Three hours had already gone by and we are done with our successful cream puffs. We made dozen which will be tested by our mother. Oh! I forgot it's only six pieces left because Ellis had a time of tasting it multiple times to make sure that mom would love it. And after hours of baking and trying, again and again, Ellis fell asleep on the sofa with flour on his face again. Without realizing it, I am staring at him intensely like memorizing his features and his little details.

"He might melt by your stares, son."

I heard mom's voice coming from the door and she's smiling at me like it's a normal thing to witness my affection for Ellis. I chuckle, "Is it too obvious that I adore my little brother?"

She walks to the kitchen and lays her grocery bags on the counter and smiles, "I know he's too cute, but he might feel a little shy about it."

"Did you tell him how cute and adorable he is?"