this was requested by Naranciaasupremacy! i'm so happy to write a fluff man; it feels like you all have just been having sour lemonade for the past 417 fanfictions (yes it's exaggerated, but still), and i count it a blessing to write something incredibly sweet and fluffy :)
enjoy, and thank you Naranciaasupremacy for the request! <3
"Is it good, Dio?" You smile, staring at your boyfriend who is currently tearing up a piece of strawberry shortcake. His striking blue eyes stare up at you, and he clears his throat, fixing his posture and pushing the plate away. "It's...fine, I suppose." He scoffs, wiping his mouth with a napkin and taking a sip of his tea. Giggling, you cut him another slice, and his eyes widen, his blonde hair swishing with his movements.
He finishes the slice of shortcake on his plate before taking the new piece, careful this time to look composed and posh in front of you. His bites are small and calculated, and he nods slowly, as if he's savoring the taste. "How'd you make this?" Diego asks, confused. "My mother." You smirk, and Diego scoffs, smiling to himself. "Heh. I knew you couldn't make this delicious strawberry shortcake on your own." He stares down at you, and you laugh at his pretentiousness.
"You sure are eating it like it's good, anyway." You tease, and Diego blushes, staring the other way as he takes another bite of the smooth cake topped with bright red strawberries. He hums with happiness, and you giggle, running your hand through his crazed blonde hair. Diego bristles at that, frowning as he shakes his head and stares down at you with angry eyes.
"Do not touch my hair like that again. I'm not some type of animal to be pet." The British jockey scoffs, obviously not happy with you touching his precious locks. "Okay, Mr. Angry British Jockey." You smirk, and Diego blushes at that, mumbling as he takes another bite.
"Is it that good?" You ask him, pouring him some more tea; he flips his hair out of his face, nodding slightly as he takes a sip of the warm chamomile. "It's edible." His nose scrunches, and he cleans his face with the napkin again, his bright blue irises live with contentment. "I'm glad you like it, Dio." You sigh, staring at your boyfriend who's currently taking yet another bite of the dessert, obviously not paying attention to what you just said.
Diego Brando: The British jockey who doubles as your snobby boyfriend. You love him, and he loves you (even if he doesn't show it all the time). He likes rocks, but you have to stop him from eating those, opting to keep him busy with delicious food and delectable deserts. You've made him everything from peanut butter cookies to apple pie, and Diego enjoys every bit of the sweets you make him.
"I want those chocolate chip cookies you made, now." He mumbles, his mouth filled with cake. Giggling, you nod, offering him a plate of warm, gooey cookies; he takes about three, stuffing one in his mouth on the spot. "My god." He groans, his eyebrows knitting together. "These are amazing." He takes another bite, and you nod at his compliment, blushing.
"I'm glad you like it, Diego. I made it with extra chocolate chips, just the way you like it." You smile, and Diego nods at you, kissing your cheek quickly. "I cannot believe you actually payed attention to me when I was talking." He scoffs, and you swat him playfully, pouting. "I listen when you talk; you'd scold me if I didn't." You smirk, and Diego nods at that, glaring at you.
"Peanut butter cookies?" You ask him, and Diego's eyes light up brighter than the sun outside, a smirk coming across his face as he takes five of them. "Five?! Diego, are you sure you're gonna eat all of--" Diego glares at you before you can finish, and you sigh, nodding as he takes a bite of the peanut butter cookie. "I will not waste these. I'm not a child." He dismisses you, and you nod again, laughing.
"Alright, just checking, Dio." You leave him alone, letting the jockey get to work on the cookies and the rest of the shortcake. You are content with seeing your boyfriend enjoy his deserts, and you can't help but kiss his lips, the sweet taste of strawberries still lingering. "You taste nice." You giggle, and Diego kisses you back, smirking proudly.
"All for you, darling." He takes another bite of a cookie, and kisses you again.
Smug little cutie.
hope you liked it Naranciaasupremacy! :D
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