18 (Henry pov again)

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*Yawnn* I sniffed the air. I-Is that... I got up with a grunt. Where's William!? I sniffed the air again. It smelt of e-eggs!? BACON!? POTATOES!!!!! HOLY CRAP REAL FOOD! Warm steam filled the house and a faint humming sound. "Will?" I asked, staring in disbelief at the brunette. "Need something?" "W-What are you-" "Why, I'm cooking dar- Henry." "Mmmm..." I sleepily grabbed a chair and pulled it next to William. I sat in it and watched as he stirred eggs and added cheese. "Where the hell are your mushrooms?" He asked, he seemed a little disgusted. 

  "Oh, there, bottom of the fridge." I got up and stretched, walking over to the huge almost completely empty fridge. I bent down and pulled out the mushrooms. "Excellent please wash them?" He'd make a fucking wonderful wife. I blushed at the thought of it. 

"I really want to own you..." I muttered under my breath, staring at the perfect ass of my ex-best friend. "Did you say something?" "NO." I blushed bright red and continued to stare at his ass. "Oh, right then, you done with them mushrooms yet?" He asked. "No." I smiled and walked over to the sink. Making food with Will. Just like old times. 

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