In the morning, you wake up and Hunter is nowhere to be found, but neither is Cole, which means that he probably took him on a walk and they'll be back soon.
You still feel guilty about the music video and how things went last night. You shouldn't have pushed Hunter away and hurt his feelings, you should've told him about what happened but you were, and still are nervous about his reaction.
Since its Saturday and you don't have anything planned for the day, you decide to get up and make breakfast. You settle on making pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Maybe you can apologize and break the news to Hunter when he comes back.
While you're in the middle of flipping pancakes, you hear the sound of the front door opening and you briefly turn around, Hunter's eyes meeting yours before he looks down and takes the leash off of Cole, letting him roam around the house.
"Hey..." he says softly, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants.
"Hi," you say before turning around to take one of the pancakes off of the griddle.
You hear the sound of footsteps coming close towards you, and you gasp as you feel his lips softly kiss the side of your neck and his arms wrap around your waist.
"I'm sorry..." he whispers.
You turn around and step away from the griddle, wrapping your arms around him. "For what?"
"Maybe I was coming off as kinda pushy last night. I should've been more understanding. Sometimes I don't want to talk about what's wrong when I'm in a bad mood. Sometimes I'm quiet. And maybe you just weren't in the mood to talk and I just should've respected that. I was just concerned about you and I wanted to do my job. I'm sorry, Mal..." he says.
"Hunter, you don't have to apologize. It's not you...it was...the music video," you almost whisper.
"What about it?" He asks.
"It was just...um...---"
Before you can finish what you're saying, you hear the sound of Hunter's phone going off, and he groans as he releases you and digs into his pocket, pulling his phone out.
"Hold on, okay?" He says, briefly looking at you before he hits the answer button. "Hey Dann, what's up?"
"Yeah," you groan and go back to making the pancakes.
