Dancing in the kitchen, wearing his big t-shirt, I mixed the pancake batter and buttered the frypan pouring the batter into a heart shaped mould. While I was waiting to flip them I put on four eggs to boils and put some bacon in a second pan to cook. I danced around listening to my favourite mixed playlist flipping the pancakes and bacon. As I spun around I saw Ryder standing at the door way of the kitchen, arms crossed smirking at me, "hey I was going to bring this to you in bed mister" I pouted. "We can have it out here now" he said walking closer to me kissing me on the forehead, "your so cute when you pout" he finished before grabbing a bite of one of the fresh pancakes.
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367 Days of the Dreams You Can't Control
RomanceHighest Rank #23 in #newyear Do you ever blank out from the world, go so deep in your thoughts, daydream, and you just can't control it as if you were actually dreaming.... Even if you have never seen the people in them in your life and be doing suc...
