SHE KNOWS!

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G POV


Y/n has been gone for a day or two now. I was just starting to be okay ( Become numb ) with being alone and then she comes along. Now I'm lonely. You know what, I'm gonna text her. But what if she asks why. I need to think this throug- and I've already texted her five times. I have zero self control ( This totally isn't me secretly talking about my self ). As I was thinking I heard a small ring that meant that someone texted me ( Probably Y/n ).




Morning princess... I mean sweetheart.

Hey

What are you doing.

Are you awake yet.

hello.

what do you want

Wow. Rude

I WILL BE RUDE IF I WANT TO!

?

IT'S 5 IN THE DAMN MORNING

Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

I think you mean WOKEN UP on the wrong side of the bed!

Well can you come over

Why

Plz just come over

but why

Just plz

BUT WHY

Just COME ON

is it because your lonely

In G's mind : OH GOD SHE KNOWS! How did she find out. She must be able to read minds or some shit.

NO

Yes it is

NO IT'S NOT! JUST GET OVER HERE!

Ok fine.

Thx

... But only because my friend is lonely

STOP IT!

:) no



Well at least she's coming over. I expected her to still be angry about the whole " Sleeping in the same bed " thing. Still, I hope that she was just joking about the whole lonely thing. Any way, I need to go start breakfast. I got up off the couch, walked to the kitchen, and then started gathering the ingredients to make pancakes when I remembered what I was wearing. It was just my normal outfit Jeans, sweater, and a jacket.

But I happen to like these particular clothes, so I put on an apron without a second thought. I pored the batter in the pan and watched it while it cooked. Flipped it, let cook, slid it onto a plate, and repeat.




~Time skip until G is almost done with the pancakes~

The pancakes were almost done when I heard a voice say " Uh hi ". I had been so caught up that I had forgotten about Y/n. I don't mean that I forgot that she was coming over, I mean that I forgot her existence. Not gonna lie, I was a bit disappointed in myself.

Any way I jumped a little bit when I turned around and realized that it was just y/n, I recovered and said " Hey there sweetheart. I'm making pancakes if ya want some. ".

" Of course I want some " she said with a hint of sass. That's interesting. She's never really been sassy before. " Oh, and I uh, didn't take you for an apron man. " Holy shit. I forgot I was wearing the apron. * Internal screaming * Uh. Gotta make up for it, Gotta make up for it. I glanced down and noticed the words printed on the apron. The words were " Kiss The Cook ".

Time for a desperate attempt at saving this situation. " I think you should follow it's advice~ ". I was pretty proud of myself for coming up with that one considering the circumstances. On the outside this may seem like to friends just having a conversation but in actuality it was a battle for honor.

The first one to become speechless is the loser. At first I was winning. She was unprepared for my " Personality "( Even G knows it ). But I think that she is starting to get used to it. She already tried using my own strategy against me. But as the sweater stealing incident proved, she didn't exactly have the same flirting gene that I have. So now she's going to try attitude. It's definitely not working.

" Keep dreaming Bone Boy. ". B-bone boy? I was wrong. It's totally working. And What's with the name Bone boy. That name is to much for my perverted my mind. God, I hate my mind. I can feel the blush just because of what that stupid name made me think of. I grabbed my plate and walked into the living room. I sat down and was just about to eat when she asked " Where's mine? ". I had purposely left it there because of that name she called me, which made me think about... things. I was just about to tell her that exact thing until it struck me that, this entire thing is just in my head and she isn't actually playing. Nah. Probably not. But just incase I settled with a classic " I'm not your fucking maid. ". I wasn't that mad and I was enjoying this little game, even if it's all in my head.

She got up very quickly and when she was almost there she called back " That's not what the apron made it look like~". WOW. Bringing up the apron thing again, jeez, I'm never gonna live that down am I?

By the time I was done regretting that apron Y/n was back and making a big show of eating the pancakes. It was a bit funny at first until she did something with her fingers and then they made a sound that sounded remarkably like the sound of bones cracking. It made me incredibly uncomfortable. So uncomfortable, that grunted involuntarily grunted and looked at her questioningly because I expected an explanation as to why she was breaking the bones in her fingers.

She then started to grow an evil smile which lessoned my trust for her by a concerning percent. She then laid her plate on the table in front of her which made me even more suspicious as to what she was doing. Then she looked me in the eye ( Sockets ) and replaced the evil grin with a sweet smile that was so incredibly sweet, that it seemed even more suspicious then her evil smile. Our conversation went something like this.


( Just so you know, when you see CRACK! it means that you're cracking your knuckles )


" What's wrong G?" CRACK!.

" Stop it "

" Stop what? " CRACK! you asked innocently.

" THAT! " He almost yelled at you while gesturing towards your hands.

" oooooh, that." CRACK!

" Y/n, I'm serious. Stop. It. "

" Why? Am I making you uncomfortable~ " I was so done with what was happening that I got up and was staring down at her in a way that I hoped would make her understand that It was time to stop. But she went to crack her knuckles again anyway. Just before she could I decided to take drastic measures, which means that I grabbed her wrists and pulled her up, until she was facing me. I said in the most serious yet composed voice that I could manage " I said stop. " while looking her in the eyes.

Then she replied with " O-okay. fine. ". I then sat down, slightly annoyed by the fact that my pancakes were starting to get cold.







Hello beauties. Sorry that it's been awhile, anyway I hope to see you all soon. Bye Bye~


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