Atlantis' POV
"I told you it wasn't like that. It's not supposed to taste like this," I pouted before putting down the muffins back on the plate. In low spirits, I plopped myself on the couch, the wide living room inside his house all for me to see.
I promised to bake him some muffins today and since my brother is being so annoying, Devon and I ended up doing the baking in his house.
"It's fine, I mean, it tastes really good," he said in between munching, his words muffled a little as he eats the muffins in his hand, the large spectacles adorning his face making him look more and more like D from my manga.
"Hey, did you buy that to look like my D?" I teased and he smirked.
"My D?" he exclaimed, looking scandalized. "Why? Do I look better looking like this?" he walked towards my d
