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"i never knew you cooked"

@troyesivan: cOnnor wake up

@troyesivan: wake up you lil shit

@troyesivan: CONNOR

@troyesivan: alright two can play

troye's pov.

Obviously he wasn't anywhere near waking up. But I didn't want to be rude since I could tell he hadn't gotten much sleep several nights in a row.

I pulled the tinted white sheets off my body, being careful not to wake Connor. My stomach grumbled loudly as a reminder that it was actually and hour past noon, and I add eaten nothing yet.

"Shit."

I scream whispered under my breath. Since I am the best person on this planet, except Josh Dun of course, I decided to make avocado on toast with eggs for us. Cooking was a hobby I had picked up over time, eventually mastering the art of a lame ass chef. But don't get me wrong, I can fry up a pretty fucking good egg.

The wood floorboards creaked under my feet, but my mind was set on making the most brilliant breakfast that boy had ever had. (a/n: oh god my mind went to dirty places).

My knowledge to the whereabouts of the tools in Connor's kitchen was almost none. Okay none. Luckily his pans, which are easy to find, hung delicately above the stove, threatening to fall at any given moment. The knives were displayed clearly in a distressed wood container atop the granite counter. The eggs were on the top shelf in the fridge, and the avocados placed in a bowl on the dining room table. His bread was stuffed into a long narrow cabinet next to the refrigerator.

I turned the stove on and placed the pan on top, to then cover the bottom with non-stick spray. I cracked all 4 eggs across the side and grabbed a spatula. The rest shall not be revealed due to the fact one you little bitches might steal my famous recipe.

connor's pov.

I heard banging coming from the kitchen and decided it was probably time for me to wake up. My arm flung next to me in hopes it would hit a certain Troye in the face. Instead it landed harshly against the pillow which made me groan.

A lingering aroma is escaping from the kitchen. Eggs. Toast. Avocados. Oh that little shit is making breakfast. And it smelled like heaven.

I got out of bed, threw on some basketball shorts and headed for the kitchen. And there I saw a very concentrated Troye topping a piece of toast with loads of salt and pepper.

"Connor Wake u-"

He turned and look and me. I returned with a smile.

"You called?"

"Oh my god Con you scared me!"

He told me to sit and that I did. A few seconds later a plate full of eggs, avocado, and toast was placed in front of me.

"I never knew you cooked."

"Not really, it's just a hobby I picked up from my mom."

I picked up the fork he had given me and took a big bite of the meal.

And let me tell you, honey. It was like God and Jared Leto had a baby. So fucking good my friends. Good shit.

"Mhmm, Troye this is delicious."

"Ahh thank you."

He replied with and took a bow. I knew this was going to be quite the day.

author's note:

wow i just wrote a full chapter of troye making breakfast

very boring

but it had to happen

josh and tyler cast it upon me

(and patrick)

OH YA I AM GOING TO THE MELANIE MARTINEZ CONCERT ON SEPTEMBER 27 AND IT IS ALSO A MEET AND GREET. I GET TO MEET MELANIE FUKCIMG MARTINEZ.

AND I AM IN THE PROCESS OF BUYING RESALE TICKETS FOR THE TWENTY ONE PILOTS CONCERT.

gOtta zaYn

this is tOO overwhelming my lil fucks xx

OH A D HANGRID JESUS CHRIST OH AND TRONNOR OH AND OTHER SHIT I CAN'T rememBER BECAUSE I HAVE THE MEMORY OF A 69 YEAR OLD.