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Nutella | chapter 28

Kairi's pov

"Kairi where you going?" Mattia asked
"Food" i said boldly

I went downstairs and he followed.

"You ok? You seem-" i cut him off in mid sentence
"Seem like what? Im perfectly fine, fUcK bUdDiE" i mocked him

He sighed

"Is this what this is about honey?" He asked

"Dont call me that." I told him as i went into the kitchen

"Why not? You know you like it when i call you that" he said coming up from behind me and hugging me

I mean of course i do but he doesnt need to know that.

"I do not. Now get out my way" i said shoving him with a jar of Nutella

"Here you go. Acting like your on your period again. Isnt it passed seven days?" He asked me

"Bitch- shut up before i smack the spit out your mouth" I threatened him.
"You aint gonna do that shorty" he said.
"Watch. Keep talkin shit." I said, trying to reach for the bread but couldnt reach it.
"Oh please. You cant even reach for the bread. How you gonna reach my face?" He said grabbing the bread and handing me it

"Thanks" I quickly thanked him. "Like i said, you will find out if you keep talking shit" i added

"Whatever you say mamas"
"Also, can you make me one too?" He asked

"Yeah you want your bread toasted or-?"

Oh my lord. Im getting too comfortable with him, i cant even stay mad at him for 1 minute. This is why he thinks im soft all the time.

"Toasted" he said sitting at the table

"Actually. You can make your own damn food" i said confidently

"But whyyyy, your already making somee" he whined
"Im not your damn maid mattia. I dont work for you, im not a slave" i told him
"But you can be. I know your kinky like that" he smirked

I felt my face get hot. I threw the bread at him after getting my slices out.

"ARGLA- what the hell kai!?" He shouted
"Oh hush its just bread. Now make your own" i told him

He looked at the bread for a period of time before speaking.

"I dont know how to make it" he said

Are you serious?! Its just bread and Nutella! Toast the bread and put the nutella on!

"How do you not know how to spread nutella on bread mattia?" I asked him

"I- i dont know.. its hard" he said making a sad face, almost looking like hes gonna cry.

"I know your not finna cry over some damn bread" i told him
"Im not!" He wiped his eyes.
"Mattia, i know your not crying because i wont make you no damn nutella bread" i walked over to him.

"No! Its because your being mean and calling me dumb!" He said making a pouty face.
"I never said you were dumb" i sat down besides him
"You made it seem like that" he sniffed.