The Bomb Digz Long Imagines

He tries to make you breakfast (Devin)

Groaning you stretched out letting out a soft yawn expecting to feel Devins  body next to you but instead your fingertips met cold bed sheets.

After dragging yourself in the bathroom to do your morning routine you went downstairs and was met with the smell of burning food

"Damnit!" You heard his  voice curse followed by a string of curse words, rounding the corner you saw him leaned over the counter where his elbows rested and his head buried deep in his hands.

"Morning?" You giggled making his head snapped up, he smiled sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck "I uh tried to make you breakfast but um I went to text Kevin back and then it was smoking and I burnt it."

He explained motioning towards the pan in the sink which was coated with black, you let out a soft sigh before hugging him "Thanks for trying baby."

Pressing a kiss to the middle of his chest you peered up at him through your lashes "Want to go to the diner?" He asked with a widening smile, you nodded turning on your heels to run up the stairs only to be tugged back into Devins  chest.

"Can I have a little reward for trying to make you breakfast?" He whispered lowly making you laugh "No but you can clean up your mess so we can leave. I'm hungry." Tapping your index finger on his nose playfully he rolled his eyes "Okay and how about tonight?" He hinted raising his eyebrows

"Maybe if you're a good boy." You taunted running your hand down his rock hard chest and abs, his eyes seemed to go a shade darker at your words making you smirk with accomplishment

"Now hurry up, I'm hungry!" You pressed a swift kiss on his cheek and dashed out of the kitchen before he got the chance to take things farther, going up the stairs you heard him mutter something about you being a tease but hey, every man deserves to be teased every once and a while.