The Crossroads of Life

Chapter 8: The recipe of love

William's P.O.V

"I'm home." I said and walked into the livingroom. "I was waiting for you!" A cheerful voice called out. "How was work?" Ronnie asked. "It was quite exhausting. In the morning I found a bunch of paperwork laying on my desk. Other than that, there weren't anything eventful." I told him. He came out from the kitchen. "You were hungry?" I looked at him. "No, I was dreadfully thirsty." "Okay. How was your day?" I was looking at him curiously. "Well, I got bored and searched for some fun. Then, I was looking through your bookshelf and found a book that was quite interesting." He said. "Which one?" I never thought that Ronald could even lift a book up. "The Count of Monte Cristo. But I never liked reading." He walked over to the staircase. "I'm going back to the bed. I'm feeling slightly weak. But that's all." He said and walked up. "Okay, I will make dinner. What kind of dish do you want?" I asked him. I'm not a master chef but I can cook many things. He looked back at me. "Anything's fine." He said smiling. I gave him a small smile for response. "Okay then. What about minestrone soup?" "Sounds good." He said and walked up to the bedroom. I walked into the kitchen and started making it. "Let's see, what do I need: olive oil, onion, garlic, celery, carrot, green beans, dried oregano, dried basil, salt, tomatoes, chicken broth, kidney beans, pepper, elbow pasta, parmesan cheese." I listed the things in my head. 'It's not hard at all and I have the ingredients fortunately. The preparation is 15 minutes and it has to brew 30 minutes.' Now, off to cook. 'I have to dice some tomatoes, one onion, celery and carrot. Trim beans, crush some tomatoes, chop basil, mince some garlic and grate cheese.' I prepared the ingredients and walked to the gas-ranger and turned it on. I heated the olive oil in a pot over medium-high heat. I added the onion and cooked it for some minutes. Then, I added the garlic, celery and carrot and cooked them for 5 minutes. I poured the green beans, dried oregano and basil, salt, and a pinch of pepper and cooked them for another 3 minutes. Then I added the diced and crushed tomatoes and chicken broth and brought to a boil. I reduced the heat to low and simmered for 10 minutes. After that I poured the kidney beans and pasta and stirred until the pasta and vegetables ate tender. When it was cooked I ladled it into two bowls and topped with the parmesan and chopped basil.
It took 45 minutes in total. "Ronald, dinner is ready. Come down!" I called out but didn't recieve an answer. I walked up on the stairs. "Ronald!" I called out but the same thing happened. I began to worry. When I reached my bedroom I saw Ronnie sleeping deeply. I walked beside him and gently shook his shoulder. "Uhhh...what? Wait, I fell asleep?" He murmured. "Yes. Now come down or the soup is going to be cold." I said in a soft and quiet tone. He rubbed his eyes and stood up, following me. He sat down at the dining table. I put one of the bowls in front of him. I took my seat too and placed the other bowl in front of me. "It looks really good. " He smiled. "I hope you'll like it." "I sure will!" He chuckled. We began to eat. He looks happy. After some time I finished and looked up. Ronnie was at his last spoon. As he finished he glanced up and yawned. "It was delicious!" He said in a sing-song tone. "Thank you." He thanked me. "You're welcome. I'm glad you liked it." I smiled lightly. "I'm going to take a shower." I said and picked up the bowls and washed them. I walked to the bedroom and took out a clean pair of pajamas and made my way to the bathroom. Ronald layed down on the bed waiting for me to finish.

Ronald's P.O.V

The soup Will has made was amazing! He can cook very well!
As I finished my bowl of soup I looked up and saw Will looking at me, happiness in his eyes. I thanked him and stood up. "I'm going to take a shower." He said and stood up, collecting the bowls and washed them. He then walked up to the bedroom and I followed him. He took out some pajamas and went to the bathroom. I layed down on the bed and I sunk into my thoughts for a bit. I love how he is caring about me. Under the hard shell, there's a soft and caring side of him. He is the only one who showed any kind of love towards me in a long time now. I adore the feeling of being loved.
I don't know how many minutes I was sunk into my mind. I just snapped out of it when I heard the bathroom door's opening. Willie stepped out and sat beside me. "How was it?" I asked. "It was nice and refreshing. You should go too." He said, his eyes showed how tired he was. "Okay." "The towels are in there. You can find body-wash on the side of the tub and toothpaste on the counter. Here's a clean pair of pajamas. I got you a toothbrush too." He informed me and handed me the pajamas. I nodded and left the room. When I stepped in my nose met with the sweet scent of lavender. I reached the bathtub and opened the two taps. I began to undress while I was waiting. The taps quickly filled the tub, I slowly sank into the warm water. 'Mmm, it's so good.' I thought. I reached my hand out to the small container of the body-wash. I read the label: "Lavender and chamomile stress relief body-wash." 'Huh, the lavender has the stronger scent, I can barely smell the chamomile.' I poured some in my palm and began to wash myself. It had a faint purple colour. After I was done I stepped out and pulled the plug out to deflate the water. I got dressed into the clean pajamas and washed my teeth. I walked out to find a Will who's drifted away to the realm of dreams. He was curled up, facing me. I walked to the bed and layed down next to him. 'He is so cute when he doesn't wear his glasses.' I blew the candles. "Good night, Will." I said in my quietest tone, slowly fell asleep.

~3 hours later~

BOOM!

"Ahhh!" I jumped out of the bed, landing on the floor with a loud thud. Will's eyes shot open and looked at me. "Ronald, are you alright?! What happened?" He quickly reached out for his spectacle. "Why are you on the floor?" He said sleepily but had a worried tone. "I'm a-alright. I-I just got s-startled out of my sleep because of the loud r-rumble." We could hear the wind's howling, the rumbles and the snow's falling down hardly on the windows. Will looked out on the window. "A snowstorm is here." He said calmly.

BOOM!

"Ahhh!" I screamed and whimpered. I always had a fear of storms. I couldn't help my whimpers. They slowly began to form into sobs. William looked at me with a concerned look. He slowly got out of the bed and walked beside me. He embraced me tightly and drew circles on my back. I moved closer and clinged to him. I sobbed hard and buried my face into the crook of his neck. "It's alright. I'm here. Shhh..." He tried to soothe me, with success. Will helped me stand up and the both of us layed down on the bed. He hugged me and stroked my cheek. "I'm afraid of storms." I quickly stated. "I see." He smiled. "Don't worry. Nothing bad will happen, I promise." He kissed me on the forehead. "I love you." I said. He blushed slightly. "So do I, Ronnie. Please, go back to sleep. Tomorrow you'll have to fill out the paperwork that was on your desk. I'll help you, okay?" "Okay." I nodded in agreement. I buried my face into his chest and fell asleep. He kept me close to him all night.

~The next morning~

I woke up to the sound of Will's yawning. He stretched his arms and legs. His eyes met mine. "Oh, sorry. Did I wake you?" He asked. "Well, yeah but I don't mind." I smiled. "Do you want some breakfast?" He asked. "That would be nice." "Some fruit tea with bacon and scrampled eggs?" He asked. "It sounds wonderful." I said holding back my saliva from dripping out of my mouth. He kissed my cheek and walked downstairs. I got up from the bed and looked out of the window. The whole area was covered in crunchy snow. I narrowed the street and saw a figure walking down the road. I looked a bit closer, my nose touched the glass pane and that figure was Alan. I opened the window and leaned out. "Hi Alan!" I greeted him loudly. He looked around then he saw me. "Oh, hi Ronald! How are you? I heard that you're ill." He said. "Yeah, I'm a bit sick but I'm feeling much better! Are you going to work this early?" I asked. "Good to hear that! No, I'm just picking up some groceries. Today is my day off." He said. "Okay! I should go now. The room is getting a bit cold. Bye!" "Goodbye!" He walked away. I closed the window and walked downstairs. I could smell the bacon and eggs in the air. I walked into the kitchen and sat down on one of the wooden chairs. Will poured me a mug of tea while the bacon and eggs are cooking in the pan. I smiled as I watched him making the breakfast. 'I love him so much.' I thought. 'He looks much cuter when his hair is not combed.' He sat beside me and hugged me gently. He nuzzled my neck. I was a bit surprised but I hugged him back, my smile grew even wider. "I love you, you knew that?" Will chuckled and asked. "I knew. I love you too." He kissed my cheek. We spent some minutes like that. Till we heard a strange noise. It's...crackling? The noise became more and more louder. We looked at each other with questioned faces. When suddenly...BOOM! All the eggs are exploded! It covered everything. The stove, the cupboards, the wall. EVERYTHING! "Oh, fuck! Why?!" My eyes were wide. "Wha-? What happened?" "The scrampled eggs got exploded up a bit. Great! Now I can clean up all of this mess and start it over again!"

A/N: Sorry for the late update but school and writers' block loves me!
The breakfast is got exploded up! :O William the kitchen-fairy.
Also, OMG I love these stormy fanfictions! They're loaded with so many fluff.