𝕾𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖙 𝖒𝖞 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙

XXVIII. 𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖎𝖊𝖘

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"I was their big brother, it was on me to protect them."

XXVIII.

T O N Y

I must have fallen asleep again, because this time as I wake up,  sunlight streams through the windows and Dean isn't laying next to me.

I stretch my tired limbs and rub at my puffy eyes.

I walk downstairs and follow the heavenly smell into the kitchen.

And he stands, only an apron covering his chest.

I hug him from behind, "Good food and a great view, you're spoiling me King."

His chest vibrates as he chuckles and turns around to hug me.

"Everything for you, Love."

"Love?", I ask with a smile and he shrugs.

"Thought I test it out.", he smiles too, little dimples appearing on his face.

"You could call me dirty old rag and I would still love it."

"Even Anthony.", I make a grimace and he laughs, kissing me.

"Okay, not Anthony then.", he kisses me again, "Now go sit your pretty little ass down."

I sit down at the table as he puts down two plates.

"French toast with fresh berries and toasted honey pecans.", he tells me and I could cry just looking at it.

I take a bit doing a happy food dance.

"I guess it's good?", Dean asks with a chuckle.

"Good?", I say with a mouth full off goodness, "This is heavenly, Babe."

We eat in silence, we'll ist mostly my chewing because I'm shoving everything in me like a starving man.

After we finish eating, Dean puts the plates away and we drink our coffees.

I let out a sigh, "I'm sorry about yesterday, you had something important to tell me and-".

"I'm gonna stop you right there.", Dean interrupts me, "Nothing that happened yesterday was your fault , you know that right?".