(i actually made pancakes while writing this. Jeremiah up top.
ヾ(●ω●)ノ forgive me for taking so long to update.. tbh i forgot..OKAY I PULLED AN ALL NIGHTER FOR THIS STORY)
Warnings:( FLUFFY :3)
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(CHRIS POV)
It's Sunday morning. I can hear rustling in the kitchen, and the aroma of pancakes fills the air. I hear footsteps come closer. "You awake sleepyhead?" A sweet voice whispers. I just hum in response.
Me and my boyfriend have lived together for about a year now. His name is Jeremiah, and he's basically an angel, to be honest.
"re yo mmkin pncake" is all I could get out, don't blame me! I was half asleep!
"Pancakes? Yes, I brought you some. sit up." Jeremiah says to me in a gentle voice. His hair is a dark brown, and his eyes are a platinum blue. I still to this day, don't understand what is so 'beautiful' about me that he sees. I have light brown shaggy hair, and hazel eyes. Nothing special, but he always claims that i'm 'the most gorgeous person in the world' though. (A/N dat is Chris↓)
I met Jeremiah through my best friend, about 4 years ago. At first he was kinda closed in, but eventually he opened up from his shell. He was my best friend for around two years, until I realized that I didn't love him as a best friend. I loved him way more than just a bestie, because he would comfort me, whenever I felt the world didn't care, he would remind me, that there are people that love and think i'm worth it. He understands all the things happening. I love him because he knows, he knows the reasons I cry, laugh, scream, smile. Whenever I met him all those years ago, neither of us knew how much love could bloom from eachother. All of this is so cheesy, I know. It's true though.
I snap out of my thoughts when Jeremiah asks me what's wrong. I respond, "Yeah, just..thinking."
"Ok babe. If anything's wrong, you can tell me okay?" He says. I just smile.
"You have nothing to worry about, I was thinking about when we met." I say reassuringly. He looks at me fondly. By now, We were both sitting on my bed, him in front of me.
"Chris.." he says, once again, fondly. I look up at him shyly, then look away and ask,
"Are we going anywhere today?" trying to change the subject, (it worked). He sighed with a smile.
"Well, we need to go to the store today..Oh yeah! We need to get my car washed! That's it for today." He looked at me. He's a perfectionist, so he loves errands, especially when they include cleaning. I wonder sometimes if he even has one flaw... i don't think so.
I sigh loudly. "Well are we gonna go or what?" He smiles at me and nods in response.
"Yeah, put on some pants already!" He said giggling, then left the room. I stretch really wide like in a movie or something, but it does nothing, to be honest. I look down at the pancakes with powdered sugar, maple syrup, and berries. He put on blueberries even though I don't like them... 'He's adorable,' I think to myself. I get up, mostly naked-I'm only wearing boxers- and wander to the bathroom to get ready.
After taking a shower and all that jazz, I step out of our room wearing, a black All Time Low shirt, jeans, and a red beanie hanging on the back of my head.
(3RD PERSON POV)
Chris stepped into the warm living room, to see his boyfriend in a red shirt, black skinny jeans, and the blue converse that Chris had bought him, for Christmas, with the little money he earned.
(flashback)
"I'm going to wear these everyday, until they fall to pieces." Chris couldn't help but smile at his boyfriend, wondering if he really was going to wear them everyday. He smiled once again at the thought.
(end flashback )
Till' this day Jeremiah still wears those royal blue converse every single freaking day. He turns around, now acknowledging Chris's presence. "You look good. Ready to go?" He says with a smile.
"Always."
(now that one part where the story is over but the main characters have a witty line or two.)
"Always? Wow, now were getting deep Chris. (LOL)"
"SHUT UP!! I WAS BEING COOL!"
End.