Hold On 'Til May - Fuenciado

Chapter Twenty-Six

[Vic]

I woke up and my arms were empty, so I looked aound for Jaime and frowned. Where'd he disappear off to? I got up and slipped on some clothes, opening the door to head to the washroom. I was greeted by the smell of food, which must be where Jaime went. Well, that's a pleasant surprise. I went and brushed my teeth, fixing my hair a little before heading to the kitchen to see Jaime. I didn't want to look too horrible for him!

I walked into the kitchen and Jaime was at the frying pan, flipping his food with a spatula. "I hope you made some of that for me," I said as I wrapped my arms around his waist, putting my head on his shoulder. He tensed up, but then relaxed with a laugh.

"I'm not that fat you know!" He said, gesturing towards all the food with his spatula.

"I know you aren't, but we both know you would be if you could be," I laughed, then pressed a kiss to Jaime's neck. He elbowed my side and I pulled away. "Hey, what was that for?" I mocked hurt, frowning.

"You being an asshole," Jaime laughed, then continued. "Now grab me some plates before I decide to take all this food for myself like you seem to think I could?" I got up, walking to the cupboard and pulling out two plates. I set them beside Jaime and grabbed us both forks out of the drawer. taking a seat at the table and sliding Jaime's fork across it. Jaime walked over, balancing a plate on a cup of juice in each hand. He set his down, leaving the plate on the cup while he set mine down. He took a seat and immediately started eating, letting out a groan. "God I was hungry!!" I laughed, taking a bite of my own food.

"Mmm, Jaime, you should cook for me more often!" I smiled at him, taking another bite. He grunted.

"No thank you, you're my house-wife, you cook for me!" I looked up at him.

"So we're married now, eh?" I laughed, "That was probably a great wedding."

"Oh yeah, you look amazing in a dress Vic!" I stuck out my tongue.

"'Least we know I can pull off anything then!" I took another bite of my food, and our conversation faded into silence.

[Jaime]

"'Least we know I can pull off anything then!" I couldn't help but smile because of Vic, looking down at the food on my plate. I didn't reply to him, favouring scooping food into my mouth over talking. We finished eating, and Vic got up and took our dishes to the sink. He came back over, smiling at me, and sat on the corner of the table. "So Jaime, what are we going to do today?"

"You decide," I smiled at him. I was still sitting in my chair, so Vic swung his leg to the other side of me, pulling himself down onto my lap. I tensed at the feeling of Vic brushing against my fresh cuts. He looked at me, concern written on his face. I accidentally let out a sigh, but quickly smiled at him. Vic would be so disappointed in you. Well, if he actually cared that is. You're just a stupid fuck-up. I looked into his eyes and a smile grew on his face.

"I know what we're doing today!" I smiled.

"And what would that happen to be, my dear Victor?"