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England pov
I came down the stairs wearing a jumper i knew wasn't mine. i smelled something amazing coming from the kitchen and to my surprise I saw a shirtless tanned Portuguese man cooking breakfast "bom dia amor~" he said, "hello darling" i replied .i walked up to him , hugging him from behind.
"My love... What are you making for breakfast?" I asked hoping he would answer with the delicious breakfast he had in mind, "I'm making scrambled eggs and toast babe" he told me while buttering the toast " hmm! I love eggs and toast " i let out a soft giggle , " i know Arthur babe, that's why I made it" .
We both sat at the table to eat breakfast, it was really good! He has a talent for cooking, while i suck at it, aww, he completes me~
"Do you like it?" He asked with a anxious tone on his voice "i love anything you cook for me João, you have a talent for this" João suddenly had pink tones on his cheeks.
*Time skip*
We finished eating , he seems really happy, i don't know why tho. Also.. why is he always shirtless? Well , the mysteries of having a husband with a completely different culture.
"Meu amor!" João called me from upstairs, "coming!" I rushed to our room just to see my husband dressed in chicken pjs, by his side bunny pjs laid on the bed.. i could only assume what he was gonna say ." I BOUGHT US ANIMAL PIJAMAS!!!" He Shouted . "Darling, you didn't need to" i felt warm inside , my heart was pounding like crazy, he always knew how to make me happy. I put on my bunny pijamas and jumped to the bed to the encounter of my husbands arms.
We cuddle for hours while watching Marvel movies, i felt save, loved, praised , like i was precious to him, i love that feeling. I love him.
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