Jared Gilmore Imagines

Silly Mornings | J.G.

Synopsis: Mornings with Jared.

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I woke up to the sunlight coming through the windows and straight into my face. Groaning, I turned to the side, wanting to see my boyfriend's face when I realized that he wasn't there.

Confused, I stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom where I did my usual routine. Looking at myself through the mirror, I ran my fingers through my hair before grabbing a hair tie and putting my hair into a bun.

Moments later, I walked to our shared closet and grabbed a pair of comfy shots and one of Jared's shirts. I threw the clothes on and began walking back to our bedroom.

I went to my bedside table and disconnected my phone from its charger. With the phone on one of my hands, I opened the door that lead to the staircase and began heading downstairs.

I reached the last step and a funny smell filled my nose. I kept walking straight forward until I got to the kitchen.

Once I entered, I began laughing, hard. In front of my eyes, was Jared standing in front of the stove with a dirty spatula on his hand.

"Jared what are you doing?" I asked while covering my mouth trying to stop laughing.

"I tried doing some breakfast for you." he said after lowering the spatula on his hand.

"Aw baby." I said while walking up to him.

"I burnt my hand as well." he said with a pout, opening his arms for a hug.

I got closer to him and let him embrace me in a warm hug. We stayed like that for a while until I left his arms to clean up his mess.

I threw the pan on the sink and the messed up batter away. Then, I chose a different pan and prepared a new batter.

While I was waiting for it to cook before I flipped it, I felt Jared hug me from behind. With the spatula on my hand, I relaxed into his arms.

A few minutes after, breakfast was ready and I served it on the plates.

Jared did some coffee for the both of us while I placed the food on the table.

He was about to do the second cup when he stopped on his tracks and turned around, as if he remembered something.

"Wait...is that my shirt?" he asked with a small confused look.

"Maybe." I replied with a smirk.

"Oh well, it looks better on you." he said once he finished our drinks. He walked up to the table and stopped beside me, placing a small kiss on my cheek before sitting down and digging into the breakfast I prepared.

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Author's Note: So, Jared dm'ed me again on twitter. Still shocked. Anyways, hope you all enjoyed!