Eddie Van Halen imagines

Pancakes

Warnings: none?
Word count: 207
Short chapter!

I woke up with my boyfriends arms wrapped around mine. I feel a slight tinge of pain in between my legs from the night before. I get out of bed, throwing on Eddie's clothes that were on the floor and slowly making my way into the kitchen, trying to keep the pain under control.

I take a few painkillers and start to make breakfast. I whisk together some pancake batter and heat a pan. I make the first pancake, flipping it over and eventually setting it on a plate.

I hear someone walking down the stairs. Soon enough I feel a pair of arms wrap around me, spinning me around and kissing my forehead. I giggle, I always loved when Eddie greeted me the morning after a long night of love.

"Morning darling." He says

"Morning."

I get back to the pancakes, hoping they hadn't burned. I make a few more. Once again I feel his arms wrap around my waist, his head rests on top of mine.

"Eddie the pancakes are gonna burn if you keep distracting me." I giggle

He kisses my cheek and let's go of me.

"I love you y/n." He coos

"I love you two."