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Baker George (for once) Sweet tooth Dream (gonna ignore that Dream doesn't like sweets and stuff-)
//- Third Person -\\
Dream had had a sweet tooth his whole life. He would constantly find himself spending money on sweet things in stores, and then deciding to buy things from bakeries instead. And he couldn't bake- so that was out of the question. Despite all of the assumption that Dream can cook. He can't.
George, was a baker. He loved to bake. His mum was a pretty good baker so the two would always make baked goods together. He wanted to share the actions with his loved ones, outside of his family. But didn't really know who. He thought that when he finally moved into his boyfriend Dreams house (which was in Orlando Florida), he would be able to share his gift with him. It was a way of showing his love for those he truly cared about.
And Dream was blissfully unaware of his boyfriend's talent. And what he didn't expect, was that the first morning of George's first day in Florida, his kitchen (which usually smelt of cat food and instant ramen) was instead filled with the smell of.. waffles?
//- George -\\
As I platted the final waffle, I heard the stairs creek. Dream was awake. I smiled to myself, standing at the counter with all of the waffle topping I had prepared. As well as the plates of waffles.
"George..?"
Dream mumbled as he walked into the kitchen, rubbing his eye and yawning simultaneously. I smiled, walking up to him and hugging him.
"Morning love.. I made waffles!"
"Where'd you- where'd you get a waffle maker from?"
"I brought it from the UK. Do you not like waffles-?"
"I love waffles. They're one of my favourite breakfast foods."
"Oh good. Cmon I have a bunch of toppings you can choose from too."
I could see the shock on Dreams face, but it was short lived and quickly changed to excitement once his eyes lay on the toppings across the counter. We both walked over, and began to choose our toppings.
When we had chosen, we made our way to the couch and sat down. I turned on the new Percy Jackson series as me and Dream munched away at our very sugary breakfast.
It didn't take me long to realise how much of a sweet tooth Dream had, as he would constantly buy pastries, cakes and more at local bakeries. I eventually had to remind him that I could bake, very well.
Now we bake together. Every Sunday we make a batch of cookies and a small tin of cupcakes for both of us (mainly Dream) to snack on over the course of the week.
Now it's a weekly thing, and I'm glad I could finally share my love of cooking and baking with someone I cared about.
And that person was Dream.
And I couldn't ask for anyone better.
//- End -\\
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Sorry this is so short, I thought this would be a rly short and cute chapter. I'm going to try and get another chapter out, it just depends on my homework and other things.
