(A/N: Thank you to IcyPinkPanda12 for helping me get my motivation back! Seriously, I needed it.)
(Eddie's P.O.V)
The smell of fresh food. It's always a wake up call for me, no matter if it's 4AM or even one in the afternoon. And today was no different, as the overwhelming smell of Narrator's cooking dragged me idly out of bed.
When I arrive downstairs, Narrator has set up our dining room table up with a white table cloth and pink cherry scented candles, of which had been lit using the stove. And, no, I'm not kidding about that, as I saw melted candle wax dripping down the side where a hob was. I laughed a little bit at it, before Narrator noticed me and came running over.
"Eddie! You're awake! Just in time too, as I made.."
He slides a glass of cranberry juice in my hand and turns around again using his heels. He picks up a tray, then faces me again, to pull off the foil and to reveal tacos, drowning in 13 Angry Scorpions hot sauce.
"Tacoooosss! Do you like them?" he asks, eagerly waiting my response with the biggest set of puppy dog eyes in hopes to hear a 'They're perfect!' or 'You nailed it, dawg!' sort of sentence come out of me. But instead, I simply reply with a mumble.
"That's uh.. a lot of hot sauce you've used, Narrator.."
His expression flattens.
"Is that a no? Oh god.. you really-"
I quickly correct myself upon seeing the disappointment glossed over his eyes, seeming like endless whirlpool of guilt as I kept contact with them.
"No, no! Of course I don't!"
"Really?!"
His expression changes again. He's such a complicated dude sometimes..
"I mean, you did this for me? Of course I'll love it, amorrr!
I jump up and clutch onto him as he sets the tacos back down, causing Narrator to blush from slight embarrassment as he took a seat at the table after wobbling to keep me up.
I smile proudly at my achievement of becoming his living plushie and join him at the table after a moment of setting my feet on the floor, using the excess hot sauce that had dripped onto the tray to draw cat whiskers on Narrator's face for my amusement.
"And now we have a flustered kitty sat at the table, ready to hear every last second of my thank yous, for being the best Narrator and boyfriend a person could ask for~!"
He stares at me in absolute awe for this reaction he never thought he'd get.
"Are you ready?"
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Narrator X Eddie OneShots
FanfictionI've already included this ship before, but I have so many ideas with them but don't wanna place them back to back, so this is here.
