His Love Colby Brock x Reader (discontinued)

7/ Day At Home

Colbys POV

Sam and I haven't posted this week due to Sam feeling off. We posted a serious video different to the 2.0 content we've been trying to make.

Anyway...

Y/N lays curled up on my chest. She has my arm squeezed tightly against her chest. I woke up in this position. I can't move or she'll wake up, but I want food. I stayed lying down and waited for five minutes. She didn't move...At all. I gave up and tried to move her off. She woke up. 
"No," she groaned. "Please, go back to sleep," Y/N says and hugs me around my chest. 
"Breakfast," I chuckle and she rolls her eyes at me before we get up. She holds my hand as we walk into the kitchen. She rubs her eyes before sitting up on the counter. She ties her hair up in a messy bun and smiles lazily at me. 

She's beautiful. Even in the mornings. I can't believe we're here, finally in our own place. Y/N googles something on her phone while I lean against the counter admiring the cute human beside me. She looks at the fridge and slides her phone to me like she's doing something she shouldn't. She looks in the other direction. I look at her phone. There is a picture of pancakes. I laugh. 
"Subtle," I say pushing her phone back at her. She sticks her tongue out like a lizard and crosses her eyes. I shake my head and laugh. 
"Fine" I agree and we start making pancakes. 

Y/N and I have finally put all the ingredients in the bowl and she starts whisking the mixture. I get a stupid idea. I dip my hand into the flour box. I pull out a handful. I tap Y/N on the shoulder. She turns around and I blow it at her. She yelps and goes rigid. Her eyes shut and mouth open. She pushes the bowl of finished mixture aside and grabs the box of flour and then dunks her hand in the sink. She throws the glob of flour at me. I yell out in surprise and she laughs and as I reach for the box she knocks it onto the floor. 

"Shit!" we both exclaim. I go for another attack. I pinch her hips and start tickling her. She laughs and squeals. I don't stop and she pushes me off. She jumps on the counter and sits back on her heels. We're roughly the same height. She pulls me close and wipes flour through my hair. I laugh and she giggles. I look her in the eyes and she pulls me into a kiss. 
"Can we make the pancakes now?" she asks. I laugh at her "is that all you care about?" I ask. 
"You woke me up for this so now we shall eat," she says waving a finger at me. 
"Touche," I tell her and I clean up the mess while she cooks. 

Finally, the food is done. We each chuck the pancakes on one plate and grab two for ourselves. We sit down on the floor and pull our plates to ourselves. She steals the maple syrup and drowns her pancakes in it. 
"I'm going to have to go to the gym all day to work this off" she complains but eats it anyway. 
"You're perfect no matter what size you are," I say to her. She smiles at her food and the flicks me with maple syrup. I shook my head smiling as I wiped it off my chest and ate it. 

We finished breakfast and cleaned up our mess. We were still in our comfy clothes, for me sweats and no shirt. For Y/N it was a loose shirt and PJ shorts. We sit down on the couch and cuddle for a little while we do nothing. A shopping trip and run around the house later; we're back on the couch with blankets, our phones, Netflix and food.  

We watch the first Harry Potter movie. I constantly had to tell Y/N to stop saying the lines out loud so I could actually watch the movie. She would go quiet for a bit and then start again. I just hooked my elbow around her face whenever I wanted her to stop. We got through the third before we had a break. We had almost run out of popcorn in our oversized bowl. Y/N put two more packets in the microwave and grabbed another bar of chocolate. I started making an Ice-coffee and I grabbed myself a can of coke. 

"Harry you dipshit!" Y/N yells and I laugh. Harry has just sent everyone to the ministry to save Sirius. 
"What do you mean?" I ask. I thought they are going to save him? what is she yelling about? I find out why later. At the end of the movie Y/N is in tears and she takes a while to recover. She was just getting better but Harry fought off Voldy with happy memories and she started crying again. She's so cute and funny but I love how she has empathy for fictional characters. She wasn't crying loud or heaving with sobs but she was wiping her eyes every few seconds. 

We finished that movie around eight at night. I pulled her up off the couch. 
"I want to take you out for dinner," I tell her. 
"I'll pay," she says. 
"Okay, I'm not complaining" I laugh. She does make more. We head out to a nice place to eat. We sit at a table for two and wait to be served. 
"So how's the new album coming along?" I ask her. "We've sold seven hundred within the past three months."

"Seo how much did you make?" I ask. "I'm making five bucks an hour at the moment. Not to mention my part-time job at the studio," she tells me. She gets minimum wage for the two hours she cleans at the studio. Her profit from YouTube and music. She does modelling and photography on the side as well. 
"I'm dating a rich chick that is more average than anyone I know," I say shaking my head. 
"I'm also weirder" she giggles. 

"Let's be weird together," I say, she looks at her promise ring. 
"Together," she echos.