Joey's POV
I wake up the next morning, expecting Daniel's strong arms wrapped around me, but they're not. I get out of bed, throwing on a pair of underwear and walking through the halls and into the kitchen. Daniel stands in front of the stove, cooking pancakes in only his underwear.
"Morning," I say, noticing him jump slightly.
"What the hell? Joey! Don't scare me like that!" He scolds, but once he turns back around I see him smirk.
Grinning ear to ear, I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his torso, standing on my tiptoes so I can rest my chin on his shoulder.
"How's your ass, sweetie?" Daniel asks, turning around to wink at me. I blush slightly before answering.
"Fine, thanks for asking." I lie, and I'm caught in the lie as I wince slightly while walking towards the table. He chuckles lightly, flipping the last pancake onto a plate.
"Whatever you say, dearium." He replies, walking towards the table with silverware and dishes. My mouth waters as he sets a plate filled with hot pancakes in the centre of the table.
I stack a couple pancakes onto my plate, piling assorted fruits on top. Daniel does the same, pouring us each a glass of cold water. We eat in a comfortable silence, stealing glances at each other every chance we get.
Once we're finished eating, I clear the dishes and put the food away. As I'm on my tiptoes to reach a high cupboard, I feel those familiar strong arms wrap around my waist.
"Ready for round two?" He whispers in my ear.
(a/n: sorry for the terrible/short chapter. I wrote a whole bunch of chapters ahead of time and some got deleted so the next few chapters might not be that good.)
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FanfictionThree words. It's crazy to think that three words could change a life, but they can. The day I heard those words, it was as if the universe was speaking to me. The missing piece to my puzzle was finally found. "Hi, I'm Daniel."
