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As we went home, Connor's fingers were intertwined with mine and the boxes still astacked up behind us. He stopped the engine, later walking out the car to open the backseat's door to get out some boxes. I hopped off as well, later grabbing a few boxes and bringing them inside the house.

We kneeled on the wooden floor. We unveiled the items inside the boxes, with dust flying, later vanishing in the air. "Oh yeah, here." Connor said as he ran his hands through a box, pulling out a Temmie plush. "I miss this, so much." I smiled as he chuckled, later wrapping his arm around me and pulling me closer for a kiss on the cheek.

"And also, another one I bought while I was in Japan." He rambled through his boxes. He pulled out a wrapped box, a lilac one. He offered it to me. I grabbed it from his hands and ripped the packaging, and I squealed. It was the most adorable Pusheen I've ever seen in my whole entire life. "Can you stop surprising me?" I laughed as I held the plush between my arms.

"More to come." He wrapped his arms around me once more, later pressing our cheeks together. "I hate you, so much." I whispered as Rosie waddled her way to us, with her emerald eyes eyed up onto mine. I rubbed her head and I felt her purr. "Hi Rosie." Connor smiled as Rosie laid down on her belly. "I missed you." He smirked at the cat, later rubbing her repeatedly.

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After taking a bath, I snuggled into my pajamas and hid under the white duvet. Connor later slid his body in the duvet as well. It felt unusual that someone was beside me whenever I went to sleep. "This feels weird." I muttered under the covers as Connor wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"I miss these moments." He whispered, as I felt a smile appear on his face. "I do too." I whispered back as I placed my hand on his, drifting off to sleep.

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I woke up to Connor snoring like a pig, his hands still wrapped around me. I walked out of the bed to cook some breakfast, and from what I could remember was that Connor really really loves pancakes, bacon, and french toast with some beans. I grabbed some flour, baking soda, salt, and a can of beans from the pantry, and some eggs, milk and the bacon from the fridge.

I mixed the eggs, milk, flour, baking soda and salt in a huge bowl, and I brought out a pan and some oil, later heating it and dropping the bacon on it. The sizzling sound and the aroma filled the kitchen's atmosphere, and it was amazing. Connor walked put the room whilst he was rubbing his eyes. "Morning, bear." I chimed as he walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, later kissing me on the cheek.

"Morning, bear." He replied as I continued to cook. "What's for breakfast?" He asked huskily as he rested his head on my left shoulder.

"Bacon, pancakes and french toast with beans." I answered as I placed the bacon on the plate, as well as the pancakes. "You forgot to add something else." He answered and it made me question, "What?"

"I would also like to have you for breakfas-" "Connor!" I yelled as he laughed. "I'm just kidding, bear. You're so adorable when you're mad." He mutters as he still rested his head on my shoulder.

It made me blush, but it wasn't the first time I heard it from him, I know it wasn't. I continued cooking, but at one point he looked up at me and grinned.

After cooking, I placed my food on the plate and served it on the two seater table. We both sat across each other as we masticated our food into tiny bits. "Where are we going afterwards?" I asked as I pierced my fork onto the pancakes. "Water park?"

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