You woke up in your boyfriend, Tom's arms. You were cuddling and it was about 7:45 in the morning. You were wearing a (F/C) hoodie over a white tank top and underwear. You rubbed your eyes tiredly and got out of his grip. You sat up and yawned as you stretched. It was a little early to be up, you were trying to remember the dream you had. But you always forget it when you TRY to remember it. The world works in such weird ways. Your stomach grumbled. Food is needed now. You got up and went into your closet.
You searched through clothing to see what attire was comfortable. It was a Sunday after all. You shifted through a couple shirts and saw a tee shirt that said 'Hunny Bun' you remember your mom gave it to you for your birthday. (or if you don't celebrate it you bought it at the store) It's been awhile since you have touched it, though. Time to bring back 'memories' You chuckled. You only wore it once. You took off your hoodie. It smelt like Tom's cologne. He should buy not so strong ones next time. You took your tank top leaving you in a bra and underwear.
You slipped on the shirt. Still fits. You found some sweat pants. You also saw some mid-thigh shorts. Ooh. Tough choice. Sweat pants.
You also slipped them on and walked out of the room. You went down the hall and saw Matt and Edd cuddling on the couch. Such cuties. Edd was snuggled into Matt's chest, and Matt was holding Edd by his hips. Adorbz. You saw the Netflix logo flashing. Oh, darn. They probably just fell asleep watching movies. They should get together sometime. I mean. It's pretty fricking obvious they love each other. Heck, even TOM agrees they should be a thing. Such cuties.
You opened up the fridge to see what you could make for breakfast. Should you just make it for yourself, or for the other 4. Tord was probably making fun of your deviant art. You just drew The gang and Tord was crying in the corner of each picture. Yeah, you hated him. But at the same time, he's cool when you don't bother him at the wrong time. You decided to make blueberry muffins.
You took out butter, and put in in a bowl. You remembered the recipe your mom/dad/ parental guardian or aunt/ uncle gave you while you were at their house. You stared at the butter like you forgot something. Oh right preheat the oven. You preheated it to 177 degrees Celsius.
You whisked the butter until it was creamy and added the sugar, one cup. You mixed that in and added 2 eggs, whisked. 2 teaspoons of baking powder, whisked. 1/4 teaspoon of salt, whisked. 2 cups of all purpose flour, whisked. 1 cup of milk, whisked. 2 1/2 cups of blueberries, you ate one while pouring. and added a little bit of lemon zest.
The oven was done preheating as you poured the batter into liners. You put it in the oven and waited for it to be done.
+++ Tom's P.O.V+++
I woke up and felt beside me to say good morning to (Y/N), but she was not there. I opened my 'eyes' in shock. She is always asleep. I look to see if she was changing. Nope. I smell blueberries and muffins. Oh she didn't have to. ''BREAKFAST.'' I heard her scream. I ran out of the room and down the hall to the kitchen. Edd sat at the table next to Matt. I heard Tord's door click.
(Y/N) was holding a tray of crisp and golden-brown blueberries with chocolate drizzle. I blushed a bright red. She set them down and went back to the kitchen. ''Aww (Y/N) you didn't have to.'' I said as I saw her pour some glasses of milk. Matt grabbed one. ''Matt put it down.'' Edd said as he lightly smacked Matt's hand. Matt grumbled and put it down. Tord looked like shit, as he always does.
(Y/N) put 5 glasses of milk on the table. Matt grabbed a muffin. (Y/N) just chuckled.
I took a bit out if it, it tasted amazing. ''Mm. Dis ish good.'' Edd said as he grabbed his milk. '' Aww, thank you.'' (Y/N) said as she wiped her cheek from crumbs.I pecked her cheek and she flushed a bright pink. I took another bite. Yum.

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Eddsworld x Reader - Oneshots
RandomThis is a series of oneshots written by me.. obviously. I'm not writing this anymore, but still, enjoy. These are made a while ago and do not reflect how I currently write. Cover art is not mine