••Breakfast in Bed••
The sunlight hits my face and I stir in my sleep. I reach my hand out to Y/N's side of the bed wanting her body close to mine, only to feel an empty space.
I sigh and scoot to her side of the bed and bury my face in her pillow, inhaling her scent. I wait for any sound coming from the bathroom; she must've woken up early and is now taking a shower. Almost a minute passes and I still don't hear any sound. Not long after, the silence was interrupted by a sudden high-pitched yelp that erupts from downstairs.
I groggily got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to brush my teeth and quickly wash my face. After wiping my face with a towel, I walk down the stairs to see what has happened.
Once I reach the bottom of the staircase, I hear another yelp along with a couple of colorful words coming from Y/N. Following her voice, I head for the kitchen.
I peek my head from behind the door to find Y/N seeming frantic and animated as she tries to cook.
Seeing that she hasn't noticed my presence since her back was facing me, I silently chuckle to myself and lean on my side against the door frame and continue watching her. She never fails to amuse me.
"No, no, no!" she exclaims and quickly turns the stove off. "Freaking bacon!"
Groaning, she stomps her foot and turns to the counter, only to jump and scream in surprise when she sees me, dropping her tongs in the process.
"Harry!" she gasps, placing a hand on her heaving chest. "You scared me."
"Wow, good morning to you, too, Y/N. Am I that hideous in the morning?" I chuckle and walk to the center of the kitchen, placing my elbows on the counter. "What are you doing, love?"
"Well, what does it look like I'm doing? I'm cooking." She rolls her eyes at me and picks up her fallen tongs.
I tilt my head to the side. "Really? Didn't seem like it." I tease.
She glares at me and then turns away from me to retrieve a plate from beside the stove. She places the plate in front of me and I raise my eyebrows. "Wow. No offense, babe, but they look like charcoal."
"Shut up. Don't exaggerate, they still look like bacon... and edible." She says, seeming to convince herself more than me. She huffs. She's so cute when she's annoyed, I can't help but tease her.
"If you say so." I smirk.
"I guess we'll just have cereals for breakfast," she sighs. "My stomach would be begging for food after an hour, that's for sure."
I walk around the counter to where she's standing and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her close to me. I remove one arm from around her body and tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Why were you cooking anyway? We both know you can't cook." I laugh.
"I just.. I wanted to surprise you," she pouts. "You always do cute and sweet things for me, so I thought I'd return the favor and make you breakfast in bed." she says. Her cheeks turn a slight shade of pink and her eyes look away from me.
"Aw, isn't my baby the sweetest?" I grin and poke her cheek. She blushes even more and hides her head in my chest.
"You could've started with pancakes, though. That would have been easier." I wrap my arms around her in an embrace.
"I don't have any pancake mix in here."
I pull away from her and walk towards her refrigerator. "Well then, since you want food so much, you go sit or take a shower and let the master chef do the cooking."
"Really, Harry?" She raises an eyebrow. "Master chef? It's just bacon." she laughs.
"But were you able to cook it?"
Silence.
"Exactly." It was my turn to laugh.
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"You cheated." Y/N narrows her eyes at me as she takes both our dirty plates to the sink.
"No, I didn't." I shake my head and swallow the last piece of my toast.
"I don't count using the oven as cooking." She crosses her arms over her chest and leans her body on the sink.
"Oh but it is." I stand from my seat and stride towards her before she could say anything else.
"Now, don't I get a thank you kiss for a very lovely breakfast?" I tower over her and trap her body with my arms. "Not to mention, I haven't gotten my good morning kiss as well." I grin and lean my face closer to hers. Before she could speak, I quickly capture her lips in mine. It didn't take long before she responded and wrapped her arms around my neck, deepening the kiss.
Of course, the kiss turns into a heated make out session. I pull away first, still keeping my face close to hers. I hum, nibbling lightly on her bottom lip. "Next time, I could just have these tasty lips of your for breakfast in bed."
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This is the very first imagine that I finished! I actually wrote this for imaginewithme19's one-shot contest, and luckily, it got picked as winner! So I thought I'd put this on here as well. And this already has minor improvements! :)
I hope you enjoyed this one! Please do vote and comment if you did. :)
- a.
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