colby brock imagines

dinner

you came home from work and walked up to colbys apartment door, smoke was coming out of the bottom.
you quickly took your key out and opened the door frantically looking for colby.
you heard coughing, then saw a person on a step stool with a black apron waving a towel back and fourth in the air.
"oh hey babe!", colby said frantically waving the towel near the smoke alarm, trying not to set it off.
"hey?", you said looking around the smoky room.
"where is all of this smoke coming from?", you laughed waving your hand in-front morning of your face to get the smoke out of the way.
colby stepped down from the stool.
"well i tried making pancakes, but i forgot about them and burnt them.", he said handing you a plate full of very burnt pancakes.
you pouted and looked down at them, and looking back up at colby with his apron full of flour.
you smiled and put the plate down kissing colbys cheek.
"can we make real pancakes now?", colby said pouting.
"we sure can.", you said squishing his face and kissing his lips.