As Aoba woke up to the strange smell of burnt pancakes, he froze. Fuck. Aoba had been asleep too long. Noiz was awake, and baking! Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckk! Aoba literally considered himself dead at that moment. There was no way he'd deny his boyfriend's cooking, but this was poison.
Aoba slouched down the stairs to find his boyfriend was throwing the food away, thank jesus. As Aoba had fuse, Noiz tried to bake again. Aoba wreaked his arms around the taller man's waist and pressed his face into his lover's back. "Hello, Prince Charming." Aoba said into his back. "Morning, Princess." Noiz retorted, with his eyes on the box of cereal he went to grab. "I can make breakfast, Noiz." Aoba said, smiling slickly. "What are you making, sugar cakes?" Noiz asked. "Anything you want, your highness." Aoba smirked. "Bacon, eggs with extra pepper, 14 pancakes, 12 waffles and some freshly squeezed lemonade." Noiz said, his smile never fading. "Fuck no." Aoba said softly. "I was kidding. I can handle cereal." Noiz responded.
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❤Can't Keep Us A Secret❤
Romance||Lemon|| Noiz wants to impress Aoba with a fancy dinner, but things don't go really go as Noiz planned. ||Lemon||
