without you.//m.t.

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Hazel's Point of View

I woke up with a pair of arms wrapped around me.
I looked over, seeing Hunter beside me.

I untangled his arms from my waist, sliding out of the bed.
I walked into the kitchen, making some tea, also deciding that I would make breakfast soon.

I poured my cup, jumping when I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist.
"I could've dropped this pot you know." I mumbled.
"Yeah, that would've been bad, huh?"
I rolled my eyes at him, setting the container down.

"Did you want some?" I asked.
"I'll get it later, go freshen up while I make breakfast."
I nodded my head, too tired to disagree. I made my way through the hallway, hearing pots and pans clatter.

"Shit." I heard him mumble.
I laughed quietly, getting a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
I quickly changed my clothes, continuing to do my hair.

I pulled it back into a pony tail, adding some hair spray.
I put on little makeup, and cleaned up my mess.
By the time I left the bathroom, Hunter was done cooking.

There were two plates on the table, filled with bacon, sausage, eggs, and toast.
I said a quick thank you, starting to dig in.

"Since when do you cook?" I asked.
"Since I met you." He laughed.
"Hmm."

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4 months later

I opened the door to my apartment, seeing Hunter on the couch.

"That you?" He asked.
"Nope, it's not." I said, messing around.
"Ha ha." He said rolling his eyes.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.
"Secret." He said, hiding his phone.
"Hmm."

I stood up and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a water.
"What do you want for dinner?" I asked him, poking my head into the living room.

"Pizza?"
I nodded my head and went to find the menu.
I looked through the cabinets, unsuccessful to find it.
"Ugh. I can't find it." I said to Hunter.
"It's right here." He laughed, pulling it off the fridge.

"Oh. I didn't see it." I said, shaking my head.
"Get a large pepperoni." He yelled from the living room.

"When did you get to decide?"
"When did you start eating anything else?" He asked coming back in.
I rolled my eyes as he took the phone off of me.

I watched as he spoke on the phone, making faces at him, trying to make him laugh.

"Stop it." He whispered to me.
I stuck my tongue out at him and laughed.
He soon hung up, giving me an evil look.

so so sorry. it's been a whole month.

im a mess.

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