[LESS DESCRIPTIVE]
I sit up with a peaceful sigh, breaking the quiet of the room. Only small birds chirping outside can be heard. Squinting at the sun peeking through the curtains, I stretch my arms and back. I get out of the bed, picking up the oversized shirt, tossed on the floor from the night before. I put the shirt on, the hem falling a small way below my butt, showing if I stretch. I softly tiptoe my way out of the small bedroom. Opening the white door and closing it silently behind me. I walk into a slightly larger kitchen. Goosebumps forming on my thighs and upper arms as my bare feet hit the wooden floor.
I gently open the silver door of the fridge. I pull out four eggs from the shelf, as well as a packet of already opened bacon from the bottom of the meat drawer. Silently I closing the fridge door I walk over to the onyx stove top, attached to the off-white marble bench. I place the bacon and eggs down and turn the stove on to about half heat. I grab the frying pan out of the cupboard to the left of the stove and put it on top of the heat. Skipping over to the other side of the kitchen I pull out a half-empty bottle of oil from the pantry. I pour a small swirl of the yellow coloured liquid into the bottom of the frying pan. I place four strips of bacon into the black handled pan, bouncing a little as it pops and sizzles. Humming 'All About Us' by Owl City.
I flip the bacon and crack two of the eggs into the pan, watching the clear part of the egg slowly turn white. After serving the first lot of eggs and the strips of bacon, I reach for the next eggs. Only to jump in fright as a pair of arms snake around my waist holding me close. A raspy chuckle from behind makes me frown slightly, suppressing a giggle. Once I get the eggs I step back slightly leaning against the person holding my waist. I sigh happily, only standing straight after many moments. I crack the second lot of eggs into the frying pan, arms still wrapped around my waist.
I place the eggs on the plate containing only bacon. I turn around smiling into the instant peck on the lips from the person now in front of me. I wrap my arms around the neck of the taller, young man. I smile, peaceful, content and very much in love.
