BAND ONESHOTS

PANCAKES (AWTTO)

HI, author here! this is really bad but I don't really care! butttttt- Awsten is shorter than Otto in this because reasons, enjoy!

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Otto walked down the stairs, still half asleep, following the smell of breakfast until he ended up at his kitchen. He leaned against a wall and watched his husband move around the kitchen making what looked like pancakes while humming a tune Otto vaguely recognised.

He walked up to Awsten who was standing by the stove and hugged him, placing soft kisses on his boy's neck, making him jump but slowly melt into the affection, "Morning,"

Awsten giggled and turned around with a small smile on his face, his cheeks tinted red, "What was that for?" He asked, wrapping his hands around Otto's neck and kissing him softly, pulling away after a few moments.

"No reason, jus' love you," Otto mumbled, placing his forehead against Awsten's.

"Stop," Awsten said, drawing the 'o' sound out and hiding his face in Otto's chest.

"Stop what?" Otto asked, resting his head on top of Awsten's.
 
"Stop being cute," The shorter boy mumbled into his husband's chest.

Awsten pulled away from Otto's embrace quickly and turned away, grabbing the bowl of pancake mix.
 
Otto raised an eyebrow at the small boy before getting a face full of the mixture. Awsten ducked under one of Otto's arms and ran to the living room, leaving Otto in the kitchen.

Otto looked around the kitchen, grabbing a spatula and running into the living room, he looked around the room, searching for Awsten before feeling something jump on his back, "You need to wash your hair," Awsten whispered into Otto's ear.

"What? I showered last ni-" Egg. Awsten broke a fucking egg on Otto's head and quickly jumped off of Otto's back and ran away again.

"I'm going to kill you!" Otto yelled, cringing as egg rolled down his face. He ran into the kitchen looking for Awsten who had accidently backed himself into a corner, eyes widening when he realised he had nowhere to run.

"Uh oh," Awsten whispered, looking around frantically, trying to find somewhere to run.

Otto walked a closer to Awsten, placing the spatula on the shorter boy's neck, "Any last words, pancake boy?"

"There's something on your shirt," Awsten said, grabbing a bowl of flower from behind him and throwing it at Otto's shirt and ducking underneath his husband's arm, again, "I guess you have to take it off,"

Otto wrapped an arm around Awsten's waist, stopping him from running away. "That was a bad idea," Otto whispered in a sing-song voice, pulling Awsten close to him to stop him from thrashing around in his grip. Otto quickly began to tickle Awsten, making Awsten laugh and attempt to get out of his grip. Otto stopped once he noticed tears brewing in Awsten's eyes from laughing so hard and instead picked him up bridal style and carrying him up to his bedroom. Otto dropped Awsten (gently) onto the bed and took off his own shirt getting on the bed too.

Awsten raised an eyebrow at Otto. "It's 10am, Otto. We are not fucking at 10am," Awsten said, scooting away from Otto on the bed.

"I know, I wanna cuddle, so get your cute ass over here," Otto mumbled wrapping his arms around Awsten's torso and pulling him closer to his own body. Awsten sighed happily before hearing a loud beeping noise.

"The pancakes!"
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 HI THIS WAS BAD AND PROBABLY HAD A LOT OF TYPOS, THANKS FOR READING!