Drag Race Imagines [ON HOLD]

[2] foodie / Adore

It was about 10am when Adore woke you up. You'd been sleeping peacefully, cuddling up to then until she decided to move around and wake you up in the process. You found her to be awake as well, so you turned to her side after seeing what time it was.

"Someone's restless," you spoke quietly. Adore turned to you and nodded before childishly pointing to her mouth, initiated that she wanted food. You chuckled and say up, picking up your phone.

Adore slowly started whining. "Make me a sandwich?" She asked, her voice high pitched but still a bit raspy since she just woke up. You looked to her side and rolled your eyes before turning back and looking at the news feed. Okay, let's be honest - you were just checking messages from other people. But you didn't want t be like the youth people complain about.

"Honey, you're an adult. Make your own food." You didn't look away from your phone this time and Adore decided to sit up as well and drop her weight over you. She was now laying on top of your legs, staring at the ceiling as she exhaled deeply.

"I'm too tired from moving. Please, make me a sandwich." You shook your head, telling her once again that she could do it herself if she I'm wanted a sandwich so badly. "Buuuuuuut," she pouted and sat back up, taking the phone from your hands. "You can only suffer through my whining for so long until you make me a sandwich."

A couple more minutes of Adore's whining later, you found yourself in the kitchen, making the much requested sandwich. You weren't as annoyed by the whining, to be fair. But Adore always had her way of making you do things for her. You couldn't blame her though, she was precious and you loved her for her quirks. Though secretly you'd wished you could've stayed in bed a little longer.

Eventually, as soon as you were done preparing her sandwich, she came down and entered the kitchen. "You're the best," she whispered and leaned down to kiss your shoulder gingerly.