Deep Feelings (Fiolee)

Pancakes! Flapjacks! (part 3)

Fionna's POV

I woke up to the sight of Marshall, which was the most perfect thing imaginable. I was so glad that I told him I liked him too. Then I looked up at the sleeping vampire. His jet black hair spread out across his face.

"Good morning Bunny." He smiled then kissed my fore head. "Do you want breakfast?"

"Yeah that'd be nice."

"Okay Bunny, you want me to make pancakes?"

"You don't have to Marsh."

"I want to, Fi." He huffed.

"Okay, well I'm gonna take a shower real quick."

"Want me to join?" He smirked, and gave me a wink. I was tomato red.

"No." I scrunched up my nose, and walked away in my bathroom while Marshall Lee was making Flapjacks. I turned the shower on hot before getting in with the rush of cold water, instead getting undressed letting the steam fill the closed room and sticking to the mirror. I stepped in the shower and let the hot water run threw my long blonde hair soaking it and lathering it with strawberry shampoo, Marshall's favorite, then  the conditioner and my body. I then rinsed and got out of the shower. I ringed the water out of my hair then wrapped the towel around it then my body. I went to my room and shut the door. I put on my bra, underwear, black skinny Jeans, and a button up blue shirt. I walk out of my room to smell the sweet aroma of chocolate chip pancakes, and see Marshal wearing Cake's kiss the cook apron. He sat my plate on the counter, and then grab strawberries out of the fridge. After he sat down next to me and I did as his apron said and pushed my lips to his. His lips were soft, we kissed for a while his lips mimicked mine, he took his hand and grabbed my face pulling me closer. We slowly pulled away from each other. He pushed my plate towards me "Eat Bunny." He laughed and sucked the red from the ripe berry. I drenched the pancakes in syrup and began shoveling forkfulls  into my mouth.

"Slow down Fi, those aren't going anywhere." He laughed again. "So I wanted to ask you something."

I swallowed what was left. "What."

"Well I was wondering if you would like to be my girlfriend." He smiled.

I was done eating, "Of course."

"What about I take you one a date tomorrow?" He smiled

"That'd be nice. But Cake will be home today, So maybe you should get going."

"Okay, I'll go, but I'll pick you up at six tomorrow."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author note ~~~~~~

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