Dante really did not appreciate it when Sebastian scolded him for cursing, and then said that he had earned himself a good smacking when they got into the house. "You aren't gonna smack me." He said resolutely, shaking his head. Then the man answered his brother's question by saying that they would be there in about five minutes, which went by fairly quickly.
Jeff turned his head again when Harley said that he was not a kid. "You're fourteen. That's still a kid. You're both kids." He added, before narrowing his eyes as the kid cursed. "You watch your mouth too, Harley. Unless you'd like a soapy mouth and a red bottom." He said firmly, before getting out of the car when it was stopped, Sebastian doing the same and getting Dante out and away from his brother.
Dante grunted at the swat given to his bubble butt. "Don't hit me!" He snapped, giving him a death glare, the young man's hands going immediately to cover his jean-clad bottom as he begrudgingly followed Sebastian inside of his new home. His jaw dropped at the order he was given.
"There is no way in Hell that I'm gonna do that!" He hollered.
Jeffrey helped Harley out of the car as well and grabbed some bags from the trunk, the strong man being able to grab the four bags himself. He closed the trunk and looked to the kid.
"Your room is upstairs. Ya go down the hall, all the way down. It's the very last room on the right side of the hall." He explained to him. "I wantcha to go up there. I'm gonna have a talk with you."
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