HUGE EMETOPHOBIA (puking) WARNING!! If you have emetophobia and/or have a weak stomach, do not read this story!
C/N POV:
The sunlight from the window shines onto my eyelids, gently stirring me awake. I slowly open my eyes with a yawn, looking down at the bundled up Y/N in my arms with a smile. I press a delicate kiss to the top of his head, admiring him as he wakes up. He rubs his eyes and snuggles closer for a moment, smiling against my chest.
"Morning, C/N..."
"Morning, baby."
We contently remain in the silence for the next minute or so, just enjoying each other's presence for the first time in years. Even better, there aren't any guards breathing down our necks this time to stalk us in a cell.
"Are you hungry?"
Y/N nods against my chest, tightening his arms around me a little.
"Want me to make you something for breakfast?"
He nods again, hesitating for a second before releasing me. I nod back to him, standing up from the bed and stretching. He looks up at me with the most adoring eyes, smiling from ear to ear.
"God, you're so cute."
I reluctantly turn away from Y/N and exit the bedroom, turning the corner a few feet away and entering the kitchen just a bit away from the hallway entrance. The overhead light flicks on as I flip the light switch on the side of the kitchen entrance, opening the fridge and carefully selecting what I assume to be the healthiest options for food from what's available in this safehouse. I place the fruits (twins) on the counter, pulling a knife out of the knife block and grabbing the cutting board directly next to it. I reach up into one of the nearby cabinets and pull out a plate, putting it on the counter next to the cutting board & produce.
Just as I finish cutting an apple into slices and turn to the sink, footsteps are heard behind me. a pair of arms comes out from behind me and reaches for the counter, feeling around for the apple slices blindly. I quickly realize who it is, my heart melting as I chuckle lightly.
"I think someone's trying to steal some apple slices."
"Nooooo..."
After a few moments of silence from the adorable culprit, the cutting board & apple slices are stolen from in front of me. Y/N runs away while giggling loudly, yelling something along the lines of, 'catch me if you can!'. I safely put the knife down on the counter before chasing him into the living room, playfully tackling him onto the large, comfy couch. He's a laughing mess in my arms, squirming a bit underneath me before I successfully grab the cutting board & apple slices from him. I get off of him and go right back to the kitchen, placing them on the counter again and grabbing another apple to cut it up.
"Can I at least have a slice, C/N?"
"Sure, go ahead. This is for your breakfast, after all."
Y/N claps elatedly and grabs one from the cutting board without hesitation, popping it into his mouth with a satisfied hum. He lifts himself up onto the counter, kicking his feet in front of him idly as he eats.
"What do you think we'll do after we finally manage to fully escape them, C/N?"
I take a brief pause at the question, not having really thought that far ahead just yet.
"I'll find a way to keep both of us safe for good. For both your sake and mine, I'll take both of us out of the country to somewhere we'll never be spotted by those sick men ever again."
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~Male crush x male reader~ BOOK ONE!!!
RomanceBasically just as the title says. This will contain fluff, lemon, lime, littlespace, and angst. All stories are gay (obviously), so if you don't like that, just don't read this. This is my first one shot book, so please be patient. I also get writer...
