[BEING REWRITTEN]A Malfunction? (Bonnie x Reader)

Chapter 28: "The Talk"

Key:
Y/n = your name

Slowly, you wake up and find yourself still right next to Bonnie with your head on his chest as he gently runs his fingers through your hair. You smile to yourself and keep still.

"Morning, sweetheart." You hear.

You giggle and move so you're only next to him with your head now on the pillow. Bonnie rolls onto his side and props his head up on his hand.

"Never thought I'd be able to wake up like this next to you," he says.

"Neither did I and yet, here we are."

He smiles, adorably. He is right. Though you two have woken up next to one another, it was never like this, in an actual bed, under the covers, in a proper bedroom, in an actual home. Bonnie leans over and kisses you passionately which you return. You hear your dad's voice from the kitchen or living room, calling you to get up. You sigh and roll over to look at the clock. 7:55 am. You sit up and rub your eyes as Bonnie sits up also. He nuzzles your ear and kisses it, making you laugh.

"Bonnie. Go see how my dad's doing," you say.

"Can't I stay here?"

"I have to change."

"So?"

You sigh with a slight smirk appearing across your lips but ultimately push him gently to get him moving so he laughs and does exactly that, to leave you to your business. Bonnie closes the door behind him and walks into the living room to find your dad sitting on the couch, looking at his phone with the guitar not too far away. He looks up at him for a brief second before darting his eyes back down and shaking his head. Not too long after you walk around the corner, stretching and yawning.

"Morning y/n," your dad says.

"Morning."

He looks at you and chuckles.

"What?"

"Look at you."

The reason it didn't take you very long to get ready for the day is because you really didn't. All you did was change clothes so your hair is still scruffy, your eyes are still crusty, even your clothes aren't neat and you just look exactly like you just got out of bed so at least one thing is right.

"I don't do mornings," you say.

"I can see that."

Bonnie is just kind of, staring at you. You, however, take no notice and just head into the kitchen to make breakfast. You hear your dad huff.

"Why must you wear that?" he says.

To be honest the 'shirt' you're wearing is a bit see-through. Under the right light and angles, it doesn't leave much to the imagination, like...at all. You turn around.

"It's supposed to go under another shirt. It's meant for warmth. I'll put something on top after I eat breakfast."

"You better."

You stick your tongue out at him playfully and briefly glance at Bonnie – who is still staring – and then you realise why, especially since his eyes aren't with your face. Quickly, you turn back around to hide the small smile you have. You make yourself some classic cereal while silence happens behind you.

"Take your medicine with that," your dad says once you sit down.

You hold the box up and shake it so he nods contently.

"Am I coming in today?" you ask, shoving the spoon in your mouth.

"I would rather you stay here." Your dad gathers his things.