candles and cotton | b.h

twenty five.

fast forward twenty minutes and we were all in ben's room, ben, frankie, who was snuggled in ben's lap, and myself, who was going through his drawers and wardrobe.

"dude, have you even decided the colour you're going to be?"

"um, black? like my soul."

i rolled my eyes, "don't give me any of your emo tumblr bullshit."

he chuckled and stroked frankie's back, who was asleep.

"how about blue? you got any blue?"

he shrugged, i groaned and threw aside another grey t-shirt, finally i had my hands on a baby blue hoodie.

"oh shit, you're definitely wearing this."

he widened his eyes at the sight of it, "no. no way. "

"awe. why, benny? why not?"i pouted, he licked his lips and gulped, "dude, really. i'm not. it's baby blue."

i groaned, tossing the hoodie aside, "you're so damn difficult."

he stuck out his tongue and took out his phone, playing 'teenage dirtbag'.

i widened my eyes, a smile grew on my face and i stood up and walked over to ben, "come here."

"what?"

i gave him a big kiss on the cheek, "you are now a number one in my book, i love you benny-"

ben's eyes widened profoundly, a blush found it's way to his cheeks, "-i really love that song."

his hopeful expression deflated, he gave me a smile and i sat down, going through his clothes once more.

"she called me benny."
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once we found a suitable outfit, (he was going as a blue crayon once i found a dark blue hoodie and a similiar blue beanie), we decided to cook something to eat.

"you know, when i was younger, my aunt used to call me gordon ramsey because i could cook so well,"

he laughed, he was on his phone, looking for easy recipes, "and i'd have to agree, your cooking is fucking amazing."

my cheeks dusted red, "thanks."

his kitchen was a little smaller than mine, but it was a nice place to cook in.

"hey!" i said, a recipe coming into mind, "how about i make us egg-in-a-hole sandwiches?"

he looked at me oddly for a second before snickering, i snorted, putting a hard over my mouth and giggling, "ben, you've tainted my pure soul."

he laughed harder, i leaned against the counter, "beeeennn, will we make it?"

he nodded, his face red from laughing, i smiled at him and began to make the delicious sandwiches i saw on food network.