Imagine you are cooking at the oven. You try not to burn yourself on the hot oil while making your famous vegetable stir fry. (his favorite)
Suddenly, you feel a pair of strong arms around your waist, making you jump, and burn your finger. You cry out at the sudden burst of pain and Brendon asks, "Y/N, I'm so so so sorry I just wanted a cuddle, are you okay babe?" "I'm fine," you reply coldly, and turn away to go run your finger under some water. "Uh uh no way, come back here you" he says as he takes your finger and starts kissing it repeatedly. "Feel better,?" as he looks at you with a hopeful expression.
You look up into his chocolate eyes and say much better even though it was still throbbing.
He then pulls you into a hug and kisses the top of your head. He resumes his position before and rests his chin on your shoulder while looking into the pan. "Ahh, stir fry, my favorite, thanks babe." You feel a kiss on your cheek and his arms leave your waist as he walks away to start setting the table.
As you resume stirring, you think about how lucky you were to end up with this goofball.
THE END
