Lazy Day W/ Crawf - *ON HOLD*

Part 1: waking up & breakfast

*BEEP BEEP...beep beep..*

The noise coming from my alarm clock died out as I slapped the off button.

It read: 8:30 am.

I sat up and looked over at Crawf, snuggled under the big, white comforter laying over us. I shook my head and chuckled at his sleeping face with his hand pressed between his cheek and the pillow. Some how, he always sleeps through my loud alarm.

I threw the blanket off my legs and hopped off the bed. I walked across the hall to the bathroom, shut the door behind me, and turned to look in the mirror. I jumped at the ugly sight, jokingly. I laughed at myself for how stupid that was. I turned on the cold water and cupped the water in my hands. I splashed the water on my face then dried my face off with the towel hanging on the rail next to the sink. I grabbed my brush off the counter and proceeded to bush my messy, curly hair into a messy bun.

I went pee, washed my hands and walked into the living room of our small, Toronto apartment.

I grabbed the remote and turned on the t.v. I flipped through the channels until I decided to turn on the news. I wanted to see what the weather would be like today.

Weather man: "today's forecast calls for partly cloudy with on and off showers"

"Ughhh" I groaned. I rolled my eyes.
"I guess I'll start breakfast" I checked my phone for the time: 9:00 am. 'Crawf should be up soon' I thought to myself. I walked into the kitchen and set a pan out on the stove to start pancakes. I got the ingredients and utensils out on the counter next to the stove. I mix the batter, as the pan heated up. I run over to the t.v to change it to the music channel 'today's hits' Blank Space by: Taylor Swift was on. I danced over back to my nearly burning pan. I poured the batter into the pan making three circles of pancake batter. I let them sit for a minute with a spatula in one hand and the other on my hip. In mid flip I heard the bedroom door open and saw Crawf out the corner on my eye.

"I smell something deeeeliciousss!" He sang with a big smile on his face. His chocolate brown eyes sparkle when he first wakes up. He still had bed head and in his pajamas, as same as I.

I put the pancakes on a plate, poured maple syrup on them, and walked over to him. I greeted him with a hug with one arm around his shirtless torso and his plate in my other hand.

"Good morning sleepy head." I laughed. Staying in that position.

He looked down at me and smiled his big smile. I'm only 5'3 while he's 5'9. So i literally look up to him. I looked in his eyes and then pecked his lips.

"Here's your pancakes babe." I handed him the plate.

"Thanks babe." He kisses my right cheek and made his way to the little dinning room tabel.

He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of what obviously to him were some beautiful pancakes.

Standing in the kitchen waiting for my pancakes to finish I then got a twitter notification.

"@CrawfordCollins: bae made me breakfast. She's amazing. I love herrr. ❤ @Y/F/N_Y/LN"

I laughed at him and he laughed back. I then tweeted back.

"@Y/F/N_Y/L/N: @CrawfordCollins awe only for the best babe. I love youu tooooo. "

I grabbed my pancakes and sat across from him at the table.

"So, what do you wanna do today, babe?" He asked stuffing his mouth with pancakes.

"Weelllll..."

TO BE CONTINUED...