laundry love [completed]

n i n e : treating

"here you go, lover boy."

"wow. i didn't know cooking up a storm included two minutes of instant ramen and the remaining fifty eight minutes trying to stop the smoke alarm."

"i was kind of hoping you didn't hear that."

"oh believe me, i heard it. loud and clear."

"..."

"you know, you could've just called one of the maids from their quarters."

"it's rude. they need their beauty sleep."

"and i don't?"

"of course not! you're not pwetty."

"..."

"adrian, i fucking swear to god! stop tickling me right now or i'll scream― ."

"..."

" r a p e ! he's going to ra― ."

"..."

" h a h a hahaha. stop, adrian! "

"say those golden words."

"please, adrian."

"i said words, not word. as in p l u r a l ."

"i hate you. pretty, pretty please?"

"..."

"fine....adrian's milkshake brings all the boys― "

"girls."

"your wish is my command, your majesty...adrian's milkshake brings all the girls to the yard and they're like it's better than ira's. damn right, it's better than ira's..."

"i'd like a taste, please."

"o-of my milkshake?"

"..."