Throwing up Carnations [Bing x Google] [Complete]

8

Google woke up to the sound of, not birds, not Mark yelling and screaming from rage at a game, but the sound of sizzling. That's right folks, the sound of a nice cut of bacon being put on a pan at medium-high temperature. He perks up, rubbing at his sleepy eyes from the bright sunshine from outside the window next to him. He had a silky blanket draped over him and a puffy pillow under his head. "B-bing?" his voice was a bit deeper than usual, due to him just waking up. 

He slowly gets up, seeing that his sneakers had been pulled off, along with his glasses, shirt, and pants. He was only in boxers. He fumbles around for his black-framed glasses and pulls them over to him, putting them on and blinking a few times. It was his house, same as always. He trudges over to the smell of maple and bacon, finding his way into the kitchen. Bing was standing there, making a delicious breakfast for him. 

Google half stumbles over, still being tired, and wraps his arms around Bing's torso. Bing chuckles. "Morning... did ya sleep well?" he looks over, plating another pancake. Google nods and smiles softly. "Very..." Bing nods and hands him the plate. "Made you some breakfast. I know you don't eat much... but I thought you'd like it." Google looks over the plate. Two fluffy pancakes covered in syrup, some bacon to the side and a few eggs. 

"Wow... this is... a lot... thank you..." He grabs a fork and starts digging in. "Well yeah, it's because I love you 'a lot'." he chuckles a bit, turning off the stove and leaning on Google's shoulder. Google looks over at him through the floof of his hair and smiles. "So.... are we... a 'thing' now?" he eats some pancake. "I mean... only if you want to be..." Bing gives him a small smile. There was this sort of glimmer in Bing's eyes when he said that. 

Google nods. "Of course..." he giggles a bit, finishing off his breakfast, putting his plate in the sink. "I'm going to put on some proper clothes. Don't want Mark coming downstairs having to see me half naked." he chuckles a bit. Bing smiles. "Yeah, I'm in agreeance with that. He's a bit of an ass..." "A bit? More like a huge ass." Both of them laugh a bit. "Yeah..." 

Google looks over, pulling Bing closer to him and closing the gap between them. They kiss for a while before pulling away to breathe. Google swears that every time he does this that he can feel some kind of energy between them. He loved it. Every second that he could be with this android.