⚠️trigger warning for miscarriage on this one⚠️
Also guys, pls, I need help. I've got major writers block and need your ideas x
It was June, almost July, and the sun was shining. The UK, for the past week, had been caught in a heatwave which wasn't unsual for this time of year. In Brighton, the beach had been filled with young families, dog walkers, groups of teenagers and even old couples hoping to lap up in some sun before it would, at some point, inevitably pass and be replaced by the typical British rain. Move a little further out and in the countryside, joe sugg had woken up bright and early, hoping to get in a run before the sun became blistering. He had set off around 7:30am, and after a solid 10k's, he had finally got home just before the sun had become unbearable and now he was ready to jump in the ice bath. But not before, he made himself, what was the most important meal of the day....breakfast, which was even more important after such a long run.
Joe kicked off his shoes, leaving them sloppily at the bottom of the stairs, not bothering to put them away like he usually would. He would sort that out later. Right now, he had one thing on his mind, and one thing only. Food.
"Hey Google!"
He shouted loudly, unaware his love was still fast asleep upstairs. If he had known, he for sure would of been alot quieter, but he hadn't. He assumed she was already up, and somewhere getting ready or doing a workout. Dianne was usually an early riser, and so it wasn't an entirely stupid thought.
"Play my kitchen playlist from Spotify"
He said, and soon the little machine answered back.
"Playing your kitchen playlist from Spotify"
A familiar robotic voice echoed out, and quickly the first song began playing loudly.
Soon, joe set about making his breakfast. Grabbing two peices of bread, he put them in the toaster before then scanning the shelves in the fridge for the butter. Humming to himself, he then made himself a coffee, lazily rubbing his eyes whilst stood at the machine, watching it slowly pour itself.
"I need some....Mar...mite"
Joe sang, to the tune of the song which was blasting through the whole house now. Gliding through the kitchen, he opened the end cupboard, looking for thr marmite, but had no luck so shuffled a couple of cupboards down.
Before he could even get a chance to open it though, he jumped at the sight of a figure stood at the other end of the kitchen.
"Oh, hey my love"
He smiled, waving at her. Dianne however, just stood still, crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.
"Can you turn that down? You woke me up!"
She asked, definitely frustrated. She was purposely trying to sleep in today, but that plan had now been crushed pretty quickly.
"Whoops! Sorry love. You ok?"
He asked her softly, holding an arm out for her. She smiled weakly at his attempt of affection, and swiftly moved across the kitchen until she was snuggled againts his side.
"Yeah, am just abit tired"
She murmed againts his chest. Joe rubbed her back, feeling a little guilty now knowing that if he had been forced to wake up by the sound of blaring music, he too would be annoyed just like she was.
"Your breakfast smells good though"
She added, looking down at his toast.
"Does, doesn't it? Can I get you anything?"
He asked her. This usually wasn't their routine. Dianne was always without a doubt, the first one up usually. She would do her workout, and make her own breakfast, get ready for the day and usually run most of her errands before joe had even woken up. Today though was different, and there was nothing wrong with that, it was just a change.
"Yoghurt maybe?"
She shrugged, her voice still quiet from being sleepy.
"Yoghurt? You want Yoghurt?"
He asked her softly. Dianne nodded.
