𝗠𝗼̈𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗖𝗿𝘂̈𝗲 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 🤍

💚💍- 𝗢𝘂𝘁 𝗢𝗳 𝗠𝘆 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗭𝗼𝗻𝗲 {𝗠𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘀}

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1983

It was a regular morning, or at least it was when I initially woke up, it then spiralled into a strange chain of events.

Mick wasn't a overly sappy guy, yeah, he could be really romantic when he wanted to be but that only happened on special occasions, Mick wasn't a man for long love poems or picnics in the park- Mick was simple he didn't need gestures to express his love for me I just knew.

But today, he was doing exactly the opposite of that- he was doing the things that were very un-Mick. When I woke up about 5 minutes ago he wasn't in bed beside me which was unusual seems as I'm normally the one who gets up and makes the breakfast, for some reason Mick had decided that was down to him.

The reason I know he's cooking is because I can faintly smell food being cooked and there's nobody else in the house other than me and Mick- Mick could cook and he could cook well, as I mention I usually cooked breakfast and lunch and Mick cooked dinner.

I would go down and investigate but something tells me Mick went down without telling me for a reason because he always without fail woke me up if he got up before me- so... I was just gonna let him cook and come back here.

And I wasn't waiting for a long time as sooner rather than later I heard Mick's footsteps ascending the stairs, walking closer and closer to me- the door then opens and Mick enters, a smile spread on his face when he saw I was awake "Morning"

"Morning" I said returning his smile while looking questioningly at the plate he was holding while was piled with pancakes "What's this? I mean, thank you.. but isn't breakfast my duty?"

He nods "Usually, but today I thought I'd give you a break and before you ask, yes, I've already eaten something"

"Good" I say, glad that he's done himself some food but then have a moment of dread "Have I forgotten something? Like an important date or something, cause this isn't normal"

Mick laughs then smirks "No, it's not an important date... not yet anyway" My eyebrows furrowed as he spoke those words but I didn't voice my confusion because Mick placed the plate of pancakes on my lap before making his way back out the room "Eat that, I'm gonna go run you a bath"

Okay, what was happening?

"Mick?" I called out making him turn around "Why are you doing this? Really, why?"

"Just for today let me do this for you... I'll explain later but please for now just let me?" He asks begging me silently.

"Okay, go then.. go do whatever it is your planning" I smile while picking up my knife and fork digging into the pancakes on the plate.

Mick then disappeared from my view and went into the bathroom, I heard the bath taps begin to run and I focused in on the sound as I ate making the time fly by before I knew I was shovelling the last piece of pancake into my mouth. The empty plate I placed on the bedside table waiting patiently for Mick to come back in the room.

When he did he wore a loving smile stalking his way over to me with his arms open, I take the hint and stand up accepting his warm embrace "I love you" I muttered into his chest.