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rice crispy treats ♡ g

i don't fucking care if it's "rice krispies treats" now mandela effect that's stupid who says "rice krispies treats" no fuck you if you say that

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grayson sat on the couch, his stomach grumbling due to him being so hungry. he pouted, getting off the couch and going to the kitchen trying to find something to satisfy his hunger.

he went to the pantry, groaning when nothing looked nor sounded good to him. except one thing. rice crispy treats. you had no pre-made ones therefore someone would have to bake them.

"y/n!" grayson yelled. his voice echoed throughout the house. you were laying your one and half year old daughter down for a nap when he yelled.

you quietly shut the door, going to the kitchen to see your husband. he smiled once he saw you. you smiled back, hugging him.

"what do you need?" you asked. he raised an eyebrow and blushed. "rice crispy treats. my stomach is craving them."

you laughed at grayson. he was acting like a child. he always loved your rice crispy treats. you got the ingredients out to make the rice crispy treats for your love.

grayson smiled, kissing your cheek. "thank you! thank you!" he cheered.

SKIP MAKING THOSE DAMN THINGS BC LAZY

it had been two days since you made the rice crispy treats and they still remained in the pan untouched by grayson. you groaned, feeling annoyed that grayson begged you to make them yet he didn't even eat them.

you grabbed a notepad and pen and started writing down a note.

dear husband,
i made these squares of golden deliciousness for you and i find it kinda funny that they remain in the pan, untouched by you. you BEGGED for those and i SLAVED to bake them for you. i guess you don't appreciate my rice crispy treats. you better eat them mother fucker.

- your fucking loving wife.

you put the note on top of the tin foil that covered the pan. you grabbed your daughter and your things to take to work.

that day when grayson got home from filming with ethan, he saw the note on top of the pan. he read it chuckling to himself at your cuteness.

he flipped the note over and started to write.

dear wife (sugar tits),
i'm sorry i forgot all about these rice crispy treats! i'll motherfucking eat some right now. i'll smash the whole thing. btw, exchange this note in for sexy time for the inconvenience. because sexy time with this guy is always the best. ;)

- your rice crispy loving husband.

that night included, you taking your daughter to ethans house and the head board slamming against the wall.

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inspired by something i saw on twitter yayay

okay so i must ask this, many people have been requesting me to do smut. ehdkkeid okay i don't think i'm very good at it but it's worth a try i guess omg

so, do you guys want that ??