Word count: 1.144Last updated: 13-03-2022
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'Wake up, Brandon!' You almost yell as you shake his body. He was a deep sleeper which at this time, was quite an annoying quality to have. It always took you a while to wake him up and since you've been craving a very specific flavour of ice cream since early this evening you just had to wake him up. 'I want ice cream' You tell him as he slowly opens his eyes and groans in annoyance. 'Get up out of bed, let's get ice cream, B!' 'Let me... No, sleep' He grumbles incoherently. You pull the blanket away from him, exposing his upper body to the cold air in the room. You thought that would get a reaction out of him, but unfortunately for you, all he does is whine and roll around onto his stomach. 'Come on! You need to go with me. I'll... I'll pay for your ice cream and even make you breakfast later... Please?' You try again, running your hand through his hair. 'Few more minutes' He says with his face pressed into his pillow. 'Few more minutes is good, if it takes too long I'll drag you out myself' You respond.
You decide to fill the time by getting some coffee ready to wake Brandon up before you leave, and finding some clothes for him so he can quickly change into them. Maybe that way he won't take too long and keep you waiting. You find some sweatpants and a warm hoodie and leave them out for him as you go to grab your shoes. 'You better be outta bed when I'm done putting my shoes on, B' You yell across the apartment. And as you walk back into the bedroom a minute later you see Brandon is already putting on the clothes you put out. 'Happy?' He looks at with you with very sleepy eyes. You nod and smile at him, making him lean down a little so you can give him a kiss. 'Very happy with you. To make you happy with me I got you some coffee ready in a can, so you can drink it while we walk' You explain and make him follow you to the kitchen to show him. 'Tada' You say as you motion towards the bright pink can. 'Why are we walking all the way over to the store?' 'It's not even that far, shush. I wanna walk' You say in defence.
'Here is you jacket, sir' You smile as you hand him his jacket, putting yours on after. 'Need help putting it on?' You ask as he just holds it, not moving to put it on. 'Come on!' You try to hurry him, getting desperate for your ice cream. 'No more kisses for you until you come with me' You decide, making your way over to the door. You open the door and wait to see if he's following you. Brandon put his jacket on and grabbed his can of (very warm) coffee and walked over to you, his face blank. 'Good job' You say and close the door behind him, locking it.
'Give me your hand!' You tell Brandon as you reach out for him to take it. 'This coffee is pretty good though, thank you' He grumbles as he takes another sip. 'I know, I'm pretty good at making it just how you like it. Now come and walk a little faster!' You pull him a little harder, making him speed up to stay next to you. The store isn't too far away so after walking for a bit and having to hear Brandon whine about how you shouldn't have woken him up, you finally arrive. 'They better have, my ice cream or I'm fighting' You mutter as you walk in, Brandon following closely behind. 'I too will be fighting you for dragging me out of bed' Brandon replies, as he makes his way over to the coolers. You laugh at how serious and bothered he sounds but follow him anyway.
'This the flavour you wanted?' He asks as he holds up a tub of ice cream, showing it to you. You quickly nod your head, a smile forming on your face. You quickly grab it out of his hands and do a little happy jump. 'Yes! Ah! Thank you!' You say and give him a kiss on his cheek. You swiftly make your way over to the checkout area and get your money out, but before you can pay for it Brandon reaches over. 'Hey! I could have payed for it myself' You whine, realising you weren't fast enough. 'I don't care, let's go' He says as he grabs the tub and walks out before you. You thank the worker and run over to Brandon. You always had a bit of trouble keeping up with him because of his long legs.
'Thank you for buying it. Although I could have payed for it myself, dummy' You argue, looking over at him. He doesn't look back at you, instead he takes another sip of his coffee and shrugs his shoulders. 'You never let me pay for anything...' You try again but all Brandon replies with is 'You shouldn't have to pay for anything yourself, dummy'. You smile at the nickname and grab his hand again. 'Thank you, I love you' You say.
A while later you're finally back home and as soon as Brandon opens the door you make your way over to the kitchen to grab two bowls and some spoons. 'Gimme' You reach for the tub that Brandon is still holding. 'No' He replies and holds it over your head, so you're unable to reach it, 'Let me'. You let out a humph and sit down on a chair close to you. You watch as he takes the lid off and fills the bowls with ice cream. He fills your bowl almost to the top and looks over at you. 'We still have some whipped cream in the fridge, you want some?' He asks and you quickly nod your head 'Please!'. He gets the whipped cream and puts it in the bowl to. 'Here you go' He says as he hands you your bowl and spoon.
'Want to... Get comfy in bed and eat it while watching anime?' You carefully try and to your surprise Brandon nods his head in agreement. You thought it would take more effort to get him to agree, but this time you got lucky. 'We could finish the season that we started yesterday' He says as he turns the TV on, getting it ready. 'That'd be fun' You agree as you get into bed, pulling the covers over you.
'Thank you for going with me' You softly say as Brandon sits down next to you 'I love you'. Brandon hums 'I love you to, baby. Even your weird midnight ice cream cravings'
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