Stan still couldn't believe he was with Richie. He ended up falling back asleep after his initial panic that morning and when he woke up, Richie wasn't anywhere in sight. Stan was slightly worried until he heard a voice coming from the kitchen along with the smell of French toast and tea.
Stan yawned as he got out of bed, quietly walking to the kitchen and leaning in the doorway as he watched the cute boy. Richie was singing as he cooked Stan a breakfast. The blonde couldn't help but fall more in love with this boy.
Stan walked over to him, laying his hands on his waist gently. "Good morning, dear." He said in a soft voice.
Richie jumped and looked at him. "Jesus Christ, Stan! Warn a guy before doing that." He laughed, kissing Stan's cheek. "But good morning, handsome." Richie always knew how to fluster Stan, kissing his cheek as he got called a name was one way.
Stan smiled as he looked away to hide his blush. "You're such a dork.." He mumbled.
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Imma split this into 2 parts bc im tired and need a nap smh
