Keith woke up to the smell of burnt food. Keith looked over to his side to see it empty. He groaned to himself and got up. He walked out of the dark bedroom and walked to the kitchen. Once he arrived he saw Shiro who appeared to be trying to cook or bake something?
"What the hell are you doing?" Keith asked, his voice droopy from sleep. Shiro looked up at the tired looking Keith. Shiro smiled at him. "Well, trying to make breakfast." Shiro said, rubbing his neck. Keith hummed, still clearly out of it. Keith walked over to Shiro. "You burnt the pancakes."
Shiro sighed. "I can see that." Keith still half asleep wrapped his arms around Shiro waist. "You tired?" Shiro asked. Keith only mumbled in response. Shiro had to admit, when Keith's half awake he is quite endearing. "You want help?" Keith asked. "Yes please." Keith pulled away from Shiro rubbing his eyes.
Keith threw the pancakes away and started to make the pancake batter. "Shiro the omelets." Keith said, putting the pancake batter on the pan.
"Sh!t." Shiro turned off the stove and pulled the omelet off the stove top. Keith turned off the stove and pulled out two plates, placing the pancakes on them. After the food was done they went to the table to eat.
"Thanks for the help." Keith nodded his head a little. "No prob." Keith said taking another bite. Shiro pecked Keith's lips. "I love you." Shiro said. "I love you too."
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