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Breakfast in Bed

ok!! so this is my first small fic on here it’s really really short!! i wanted to start off small and everything. so it’s just a fluffy fic i hope you guys like it lol

word count: 473

warnings: roger doesn’t know how to cook, also very fluffy

You stretched a big long stretch when you woke up Sunday morning. Your sore body reminded you of how crazy last night was. You turned, expecting to find the man who had caused you all this glorious pain, to find he wasn’t there. A crash from the kitchen startled you at first, but you smirked when you realized it was probably Roger trying to cook again.

A loud “Damnit!” sealed the deal, and you rolled out of bed to go fix whatever he was trying to do. The kitchen was quite the sight. All the pots and pans you owned strewn about the counter. There was at least 2 wasted sticks of butter that had melted, half on the floor half on the counter.

“Rog,” you called out quietly to the back of him, your voice still a bit sore from last night. He turned and frowned, a disappointed look settled on his face.

“Love you were supposed to stay in bed. Breakfast in bed. I figured you would’ve been tired still after last night and all.” He said. “Well, not much of a breakfast happening here really.” You grinned and placed into the kitchen to help. “You see, I was trying to make waffles and fruit,” he gestured to the spilled batter.

“Oh my god Rog,” you giggled. “Well it’s the thought that counts I suppose.” You two spent the morning cleaning and cooking. Roger demanded that he could do it on his own, and you let him, sort of.

“It’s two eggs, not three.”

“Knew that.”

“That waffle is ganna burn.”

“I knew that.”

“Sure you did.” Every once in a while he’d flick some batter or something at you in annoyance, but he’d still take your suggestions considering what happened the first time. He actually did surprise you when he pulled your favorite morning drink from the back of the fridge.

“Something I did manage to get right.” He smiles and handed you the latte. You placed the finished breakfast on two platters and headed back to the bedroom, clicking on the small TV you had in there, and downed the breakfast you both had earned rightly so.

After breakfast, you both laid in each other’s arms, just enjoying each other’s company for a couple of hours. It was nice not having to worry about when rehearsals were for Rog, or getting up to get to work.

Except the spell was broken when Bri, Deaky and Fred burst into your flat, scaring the absolute shit out of both you and Rog.

“Jesus Christ guys! Would it kill you to knock?”

“Why knock when the doors already unlocked darling? It’s an invitation to come in if I’ve ever seen one,” Freddie shot back. You giggled at his response and offered the boys some breakfast. You wouldn’t trade this for the world.

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