~Scarlet's POV~
*one week later*
My small feet padded across the kitchen floor, attempting to find some pepper in the cabinets. It was at least ten in the morning and nobody was up besides Crescent and I. Crescent was sitting up on the kitchen counter as I scampered around, trying to fix Luke's birthday breakfast for him before he wakes up on his own. "You know, you never cook for me." Cress teased, a smirk was plastered to her face as she watched me work.
"You are full of crap, we have made pancakes and pizza together." I scoffed, pouring the egg yolk in a frying pan. "Besides, you never asked me to make you breakfast." I continued flipping the bacon over, making sure it's made the way he likes it. Even though I don't know exactly what he likes for breakfast, it's the thought that counts.
While the eggs were cooking, I searched through the kitchen and finally found a bed tray, so Luke could eat it while in bed. "I ask you to cook for me all the time but either one of us makes bowls of cereal or we go to McDonald's!" She exasperated. And now thinking back on it, she has asked me to make breakfast quite a bit.
"Oops." I laughed, setting the tray up on the counter so I could easily transfer the food over.
It was finally done. I put all of the scrambled eggs and bacon on a plate and carefully set it on the tray along with orange juice and a fresh banana. "I'll see you in a bit." I said, cautiously picking up to tray of food.
I walked as slow as possible, I really don't want to spill all of the hard work I just put into this. I carefully knocked on his door and turned the door knob. As I had figured, he is still asleep and laying on his tummy, with his face propped up on the side of the bed. I set the tray down on the dresser and climbed on top of Luke's sleepy body.
"Happy birthday, you are legal." I cooed in his ear. I knew he was awake because the ends of his mouth started to twitch into a smile. "C'mon and eat your breakfast, birthday boy." I giggled, starting to pull myself off him. But before I could get away, he grabbed ahold of my waist and pulled my back against his chest.
"I just wanna cuddle." Luke whined, pressing his face into the crook of my neck. He was starting to grow some facial hair, so the stubble began tickling my neck. "I don't want to do anything like we did for Ashton's birthday. You know I'm not a partier." He simply stated, nuzzling further against me.
I agreed with him, I'm not big on parties unless I feel comfortable there. I slid my hand around his face so I could rest my hand on his neck. "How did I get so lucky." He softly murmured, leaning towards me. I met him halfway, attaching our lips together. We fit together like puzzle pieces, with my tiny height compared to his giant height, we mold together perfectly.
Luke ran his hands through my ponytail, his lip ring smoothly running across my lips. I started to smile in midst of the kiss as Luke pulled my body closer to his.
"I would like to wake up one day to not see disturbing couple shit." Michael joked, walking over to where I had set Luke's breakfast. "Also, you might want to eat this before it gets cold." He said, receiving multiple glares from Luke. "I know, I'm such a cock block aren't I?" He scurried out of the room, taking a piece of bacon as he went.
We started laughing at how it's always Michael who gets to see us. "Thank you for the amazing birthday morning." He smiled, pecking my lips once more.
"Well you have more than this!" I exclaimed. I hopped off the bed and went to bring his food over to him. Luke pulled himself up to where his back was up against the headboard. "I made you some breakfast, we are all going sightseeing in Dusseldorf, and tonight you and I will have a movie marathon." I explained, setting the tray of food on his lap.
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FanfictionScarlet Newton and Crescent Holt have been friends since they were little. They grew up together in a small town in Utah. The small town didn't receive much news. It was the very definition of 'living under a rock'. Scar and Cress had never heard wo...