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live - mgk

your pov:

"colson what are you doing?" i looked up from my phone as i got the instagram notification that my boyfriend was going live.

"well what does it look like?" he replied sarcastically.

"yes but why are you going live while fucking driving the car!" i laughed.

"dad don't do stupid stuff and keep your eyes on the road" casie said unamused from the backseat.

"it's fine" he assured us, "here (y/n), entertain them while i drive"

"what no- hey guys! so um we're all coming back from picking casie up from school and yeah. i'm not really sure- oh! and we're home! colson here!"

i threw the phone at him, ran to the backseat snatched casie (who was far too old for this) and ran her into the house.

"(y/n) you're gonna break my phone AND daughter!" he laughed as he chased me in the house, still live.

"no i'm taking care of your daughter. i'm sure she's hungry and i got her in faster to make her food!" i retorted with a smile.

"cas, what do you want to eat?" colson asked.

"can we do breakfast for lunch?" she asked, "i want bacon and pancakes!"

all of us immediately began cooking. i went to the fridge and got out bacon while colson made pancake batter and casie washed the blueberries for it.

"bacon pancakes makin' bacon pancakes" colson sang under his breath.

i laughed, i found it cute that my grown adult boyfriend loves cartoons.

"COLSON!" i shrieked.

he had thrown the powder pancake mix on me so now i was covered in dry ingredients.

colson just laughed so i grabbed some and threw it on him as well. casie just sighed and began putting the batter on the pan.

i got another pan out and laid the bacon strips out when i realized.

"how the fuck do you cook bacon?" i asked.

"you just like... let it sit. then flip it?" colson didn't sound sure either.

"ooh! wait, add the blueberry like a smiley face!" i told casie as she was adding them to her pancakes before she flipped them.

the bacon was cooking and colson had decided to play music, and he was dancing stupidly to mötley crüe.

"woah! yeah! casies making pancakes for her dad!" colson sang ridiculously, getting in his child's face.

"they aren't for just for you! and hot stove don't play around or you'll get burned" casie warned.

"party pooper" he frowned and he came over and tried to dance with me.

"wait no! i think it's time to flip the bacon! what do i flip it with?" i asked.

"here, use this" casie handed me a pair of tongs and i flipped the bacon.

"i'll be right back" casie dashed off.

"wait come back! i didn't sign up for this shit!" colson called, picking up the spatula and flipping the pancakes.

"i'll be back in five minutes i gotta use the bathroom! your an adult, don't burn the house down" casie replied.

"i'm well aware i am an adult" colson rolled his eyes, flipping two of the three pancakes in the stove, "i think this one needs to cook a bit longer"

he bent over, looking at the instagram comments, and reading a few under his breath.

casie was suddenly coming back to the kitchen but not fast enough, just as she reentered the smoke alarm started going off because the one pancake he hadn't flipped because "it wasn't cooked enough" was now cooked to much and burning.

"dad, jesus! i got this, back up!" casie  came over and pushed colson aside, taking the spatula and scraping off the burnt pancake into the sink, which she then turned off.

"i can cook, you two aren't allowed near the stove. blow out the smoke and turn the alarm off" casie instructed.

"yes ma'am" i gave her the tongs i was using and went to grab a cutting board so i could use it to air out smoke.

colson, being the tallest, hit the button on the smoke detector with ease and went to go read the live comments, this time without the pressure of accidentally burning our house down.

"you guys are not good at cooking, laughing emoji" colson read, "well yknow what shut it we are literally the best!"

he kept going while casie began plating the food.

"casie is basically the parent, crying emoji" colson read, then laughed, "yeah she does kinda run our family, doesn't she?"

"you said 'our' family" i said quietly.

"huh?" colson asked, looking up at me.

"you've never referred me in as family" i told him.

"never?"

i shook my head no.

"have i actually never done that? because i always consider you family and always considered us a family"

i gave him a huge smile, and wrapped my arms around him in a kiss.

he smiled into the kiss and began walking backwards, taking me with him before sweeping me off my feet and going off.

"well, i might as well just end this here since we probably won't see them for a while" casie munched on bacon and took her fathers phone, ending the instagram live.