“Come on, get up,” you felt a foot nudge your side, “We only went through the routine twice.” “Give me a few minutes,” you mumbled and blindly attempted to swatted the foot.

    The way you looked at him and gave him small kisses just made his blood boil. He knew that he was acting ridiculous, being jealous and all, but he just couldn’t help it.  

Minions can be companions too.