Jimmy Dean x reader

Chapter Two- Jimmy Deans all mighty power

After five long and excruciatingly painful years of the passing of my beloved sun man I vowed to never eat a breakfast sandwich again, so there I sat; a loom Monday morning, eating my Raisin Brand cereal in my yellow stained tighty-whitiys once worn under the sun of the man I loved. I chocked my mouth full of the corn flacks and raisins, feeling more depressed with each bite I took when suddenly the walls of my kitchen started to fall like sand through the hands of a child at the beach. Behind them was a white endlessness plain that reminded me of the graph notebook I had used in 8th grade math. Before I could take in what was happening a familiar star had risen for the void of white beyond. Jimmy Dean, my love had risen with eyes that had nothing in them but white, like eggs without yolk. His pose resembled that of the Hindu god Shiva, a breakfast sandwich (the same one he had made for me the day he passed) levitating in front of each hand. His mouth began to part letting out a deep, echoing voice " I am the god of life as we know it. My being is forever. You have been foolish to think there could be an end to the All Mighty Jimmy Dean." He then extended his hand forward. The sun costume began to spin around him rapidly becoming a white ball of light around him as I watched my bowl of Raisin brand fly in the air right into the endlessness never to be seen again soon I am being lifted as well but not into the unknown, Towards the All Mighty Jimmy. He brings me close and kisses me with deep passion taking the corn flack pulp from my mouth into his own with a spit ridden fire deep inside him. I kiss back and the secrets of the universe flash in front of me. I feel my body turn into a sun. I feel my hair shorten and my face shift. I am now Jimmy Dean. He kisses me one last time speaking with his mighty voice again "You must be the Jimmy Dean of this world now my love,  It is time I bid farewell for good." He sifts me back to my kitchen table as the house falls back to normal. I awaken on the kitchen table with the undeniable urge to make breakfast sandwiches for me and my lovely husband

-/i know u all have been weighting a long time but it is here. I didn't edit it and i probably won't so feel free to tell me what to fix in the comments