𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓛𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓪𝓶 // Jschlatt x Y/N (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 5

Warning! This chapter may include detailed wording of the feeling of dysphoria! You've been warned and have a safe reading!

Schlatt's POV

I got up, slightly groaning as the sun coming through my window shined onto my face. I sat up and ruffled my hair to make it decently good. I got up and checked twitter to see if anything was good. Nothing as usual since it was way too early for most people. Not for me though. I got dressed and headed out my room, going downstairs to wait for the others to wake up so we know what we're going to do today. As soon as I got downstairs, I began to smell food. It was y/n again. My heart began to race as my face began to heat up. I couldn't help but feel this way when i saw him. He's just, so perfect. I took a deep breath before walking towards the kitchen and leaned on the counter.], of course trying to pull my charm onto him.

"Nice cooking, male wife," I said. That's so stupid! Why would I say that!? I'm so-

I heard him laugh. God that laugh. I began to laugh as well, enjoying all the time I could have with him.

'Okay, i have to give it to you, that was good," y/n said, trying to calm down from laughing.

Seeing his smile was everything to me, it sucks that he tends to hide it behind his small hands. The thought of him ran through my mind, his smile, his laugh, the way he looks at me. Just everything. This is only my second day being here in person with him and it's tearing me apart that I didn't get to meet him sooner. I then snap back into reality as I saw a piece of pancake on a fork in front of my face.

"Eat. I need to know if it's good," y/n said, looking into my eyes before turning to look at the other pancakes that were on the pan.

I took the piece off the fork and ate it. His cooking was good, but this was amazing, even if it's just a piece of a pancake.

"It's good, just needs syrup," I replied.

He nodded and began to place all the cooked pancakes onto a big place. He hummed as he flipped the ones on the pan over.

"Hey, when did you learn how to cook?" I asked, grabbing a plate so I can eat a pancake or two.

"Oh, um..." He took a minute to think before responding. "I learned from my older sister when my mom was gone doing work. I guess I got kept going with the cooking."

I smiled before taking a bite of the pancakes. "Well, compliments to the chief because these are so good,"

"Oh Schlatt, you're too sweet!" y/n exclaimed, giving me one of his brightest smiles ever.

That smile melted my heart. He's too precious for this world. It's all too much for me to handle. We began to chat more before the others came downstairs to intrude in our conversations.

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Y/N's POV

As Schlatt and I were chatting and laughing together, the others finally came down to eat the food I made. I greeted them and put some plates down on the counter. We all began to chat, of course thee others teasing me and Schlatt being alone together down stairs. After joking around, we put our dishes into the sink and began to talk about the plan today.

"Well, we could go out shopping again," suggested Charlie, sitting down on the couch.

"Nah, we did that yesterday," Austin disagreed.