Soda p.o.v
Today was like any other day, going to work and being exhausted. But first- I stopped in y/n's bakery. My shoes clucking against the wooden floor, made her look up and smile at me; with thoes sparking eyes, and puffy cheeks. I smiled looking at her, and my cheeks flushed.
"Hi love~"
"Hey baby~" (y/n)
I leaned over the counter and kissed her, y/n's lips was so soft. She gently squish in my cheeks till I look like a fish, I smiled and chuckled. Doing the same to her- she laughed. Finding out she's ticklish. This just made my morning better already.
"Aw ur ticklish~"
"No" (y/n laughing)
"Lie."
I tickled her and she just laughed. But she black mailed me.
"If u keep tickling me u won't get no more strawberry sticky buns." (Y/n)
"U wouldn't dare."
"Oh I would~" (y/n)
"U shouldn't"
"I should~" (y/n)
I gasped and decided to he dramatic, while I made a dramatic gasp.
"Y/n how could you say such a thing? And hurt my feelings 💔😪😢😞??"
She giggled and I lay across her counter; and playfully pretend to cry. Y/n giggled and patted my head, she kissed my head and I laughed.
"Ur such a idiot~" (y/n)
"But I'm ur idiot~"
"Well all idiots need to eat" (y/n)
Turned out y/n gave my strawberry sticky buns, and lunch. But they lunch she made was like dinner, a filly-cheese sandwich, homemade teriyaki chicken, mixed vegetables, also some rice and gravy. This look delicious- made my water. My eyes looked up at y/n; she turned away blushing- scratching the back over neck.
"U make me lunch?"
"Yea...I hope I didn't go overboard." (Y/n)
"Thank u~"
Y/n had it in a picnic basket, with a blanket ontop. I leaned over the counter- and caressed her cheek. Y/n's beauty was so radiant; I smirked and gently kissed her nose. She giggled and hold my hand. Both our hands lined with each other's, while our fingers founds its way to intertwine together.
We just stared into each other's eyes, with a smiling face. I know y/n was still shy, we both wanted to kiss each other. Lips to lips, but we got interrupted when my phone went off. We both sighed and pulled away, I check it seeing my boss texting me. Tell me in late.
I looked at y/n she gave a sad smile and told me it's beat if I got to work, well talk later after work. As much as I didn't want to I had to; I kissed her cheek goodbye and went or separated ways.
