I woke up the next morning to the sound of someone banging dishes around in the kitchen and decided to go check it out. I low key knew it was Orlando because he wasn't sleeping beside me. I slipped on a pair of sweatpants and a white tank top before skipping my way into the kitchen.
"Good morning babe." I hugged him from behind before walking over to the stove to see that he was making bacon, eggs and pancakes all at the same time
"Oh hey! How's my girlie doing?" He asked before pecking my lips.
"She's hungry. Aren't you?" I said nudging him with my shoulder before hopping onto the kitchen counter.
"I am that's why i'm making breakfast silly." He shot back giving me one of his smug looks.
"Well then I wanna make pancakes for you. It's my turn to cook now." I quipped swiftly grabbing the spatula from him making him roll his eyes
"Nah i think I'm a better cooker."
"You never let me live."
"Because the last time you made breakfast you were close to burning the whole house down remember?"
"People can improve dumbass."
"You're very energetic this morning." He said while smiling
"Maybe because I have my boyfriend who I love so much here with me."
He took my hand and pulled me so close to him that I could feel his breath against my mouth before smashing his lips against mine. Our tongues were swirling together in sync until he bit mine making me chuckle in the process.
"I love you." He said simply while pecking my lips once more but just for a few seconds. "Ugh maybe next time you should learn how to stop distracting me." He said referring to the now burned breakfast
"What's distracting? My beauty?" I asked while playfully admiring myself in the mirror that was between the living area and the kitchen. "Maybe next time try to be a greater cooker."
"Says the girl who can't even boil water." He smirked at me while looking at me as I rolled my eyes
"Shut up..." i said while slapping his arm playfully
He suddenly grabbed me and put me on the kitchen counter while kissing below my ear. I looked down at him waiting for him to speak.
"You know... I still remember the fact that you're ticklish." He said while smirking at me. My mouth shot wide open at the fact that he would even think about it. He still knows how much I hate it.
"Don't you dare!" I shot back while backing away from him. Within seconds his fingers were digging at my sides as he tickled me multiple times ferociously causing laughs to escape my mouth. "Orlando please stop." He stopped tickling me when he realized I've had enough. "Wait a second.... how do you remember?"
"Remember what?"
"That I'm ticklish..." I said looking curious
"I have no freaking idea, maybe i'm starting to get my memory back." He replied while raising his arms in the air. "Anyways let's order some breakfast." He said while picking me up from the counter in the kitchen and putting me down
Him saying that he's maybe starting to get his memory back made me so happy. Maybe I'll get my orlando back.
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"Babe?"
"Yea? I'm downstairs."
"Don't you wanna watch a movie with me i'm kind of bored." I asked while i made my way next to him on the couch. He sit up from his previous position of lying down on the couch and waited for him to answer
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Fanfiction"if you think that I didn't think about you because you don't mean as much to me as everybody else; you're wrong, it's because you mean more to me." @moonlightkatyy || 2017
