In which an up and coming Pedro Pascal and (y/n) fall in love. A longing reach followed by dreamy lover life. Certain parts will be bilingual. (translation will be in parentheses) "Mi amor, me pasas la sal?" he said disheveled as his eggs were already burning until he froze. Pedro realized what he had just called (y/n). He listened intently for her response from the other room. " 'Mi amor'?... me gusta, y...amor.. la sal la tienes en tus manos" Pedro looked down at his left hand to see he was clutching the salt shaker. "ah.. tienes razón.." Highest ranks: #1 in español #3 in pascal