𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨 & 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐭 (𝐌.𝐑.)

52| my man

~5 years later~

Y/N'S POV

I wake up to arms wrapped around me. I turn to face Mattheo sleeping peacefuly.

I have to get up so I try removing his hands but he only grips me tighter. Thank God that after years of experience I know how to make him unwrap his hands from me.

I lean over him kissing him on the other side of his cheak making him turn around thinking I'm on the other side.

I then slowly remove his arms away from me and stand up stumbling slightly but then I manage to catch my balance.

I walk downstairs into kitchen to prepare us all breakfast.

I just start getting out ingredients when someone's hands wrap tightly around my waist and someone leans their chin on my shoulder.

"Why did you leave me?" Mattheo mumbles tiredly kissing my neck. "I was hungry" I answer.

"Mhm" he mumbles and buries his head in crock of my neck. "Mommy" Kate yells running to me wrapping her tiny hands around my leg.

Mattheo lets out a chuckle before lifting her up in his arms. I turn around to look at him only to notice he's shirtless only in grey sweatpants.

Oh, God, let me faint. This is my man. I widen my eyes looking at him. He noticed and smirked.

His hands immediately find their way around my waist. "Like what you see?" he smirks pulling me closer.

"Maybe" I smirk leaning milliliters away from his lips so I can kiss him. My lips slowly touch his.

"Ew" our 5 year old toddler says as me and Mattheo pull away laughing. "What do you want for breakfast honey?" I ask her smiling.

"Uhm, pancakes but can daddy cook this time? Mommy you always cook and I love it but dad never cooks, I want him to cook for once" she says and I giggle.

"What's so funny, darling?" Mattheo asks raised his eyebrow. "Well, you can't cook" I say tracing finger up his arm.

"Oh, really? Watch me" he says smirking as me and Kate sit down at counter amused. I love men that can cook.

He takes out a pan and ingredients. He starts mixing them in a bowl. Surprisingly he made the perfect mixture.

And now it was time to bake them. Oh, God, why did he have to be shirtless and in grey sweatpants while flipping pancakes.

He looks so damm hot. I wouldn't surprised if I fainted any minute now. I mean what more can you ask then a men that cooks for you?

Before I knew it the pancakes were on the plates in front of us as Kate clapped smiling.

"Good job, dad, it looks delicious" she says as she brings plate closer to her. He nods smiling at her.

"So what do you say, darling?" he asks leaning from other side of counter. His lips millimeters away from mine.

I bite into my pancake and I hate to admit but it's so good. "They are... okay" I say not wanting to admit I love them.

"Oh, are they now?" he smirks as he leans forward a bit but then pushes himself back in the kitchen.

He starts cleaning the dishes smiling leaving me and our daughter alone. He is so fucking perfect.

"Mom, do boys blush?" she asks wih her mouth full of food. "They can but they do it rarely" I answer her honestly.

"Can you make dad blush?" she asks. "I think I can" I tell her. "You wanna see?" I ask and she nods smiling.

"Look at me then, okay?" I say and she nods. I stand up and walk over to him as he's washing the bowl at the sink.

I wrap my arms around his torso and lean my chin on his shoulder. "You look so attractive while cooking" I whisper in his ear.

"Oh, yeah? Then I should probably cook more often or even better forever" he says smirking.

"You should" I say kissing his neck slowly winking to our daughter as she giggled amused. I hear his breath hitch.

I pull away as I notice his cheaks dark red. "You see" I say to Kate. "Yes, you made dad so much blush" she giggles.

"Oh, so that's what this is about?" he says and pulls me closer by my wrist tickling me as I starts to laugh.

"Ho-honey save me" I say between laugh. She immediately jumps up running to us and starts attacking Mattheo.

"Oh, so you're teaming up with your mom? Fine then you must be tickled too" he says now removing his hands from me and running after her as she ran and screamed.

"Mommy help" she yelled as he chased her. I laughed running after them taking Mattheo's hand turning him to kiss him and distract him.

He immediately froze and placed his hand on my cheak. But soon he realized what am I doing and pulled away.

"God, you're gonna be the death of me" he says shaking his head and I just shrug. "You still married me" I say smirking.

"Yes, I did" he says smiling as his hands wrap around my waist pulling me closer. I lean so my lips are millimeters away from his.

"Tag, you're it" I yell tagging him and running off. "OH, YOU LITTLE SHIT, COME BACK HERE" he says running after me as I laugh.

~small time skip to afternoon~

I was watching the rain outside from our bedroom window. Rain is so beautiful. I can't help but listen and watch it fall from the sky.

"Hi, darling" Mattheo said hugging me. I rested my head on his shoulder. "Hello, hubby" I say.

He kissed my head "You're watching the rain again?" he asked as he rubbed my arms to keep me warm.

"It's mesmerizing" I say turning to peck his lips. "I love when you focus on little things" he said smiling.

"I'll be back in a minute" he said. "Okay" I said and kissed him before he left somewhere.

He came back shortly after with a blanket in his arms. "Here" he said throwing a blanket at me.

"You idiot, this is sweet tho" I say smiling as we later down on the couch next to the window, it had perfect view.

"Let's cuddle" Mattheo whispered ans I nodded as we layed together watching the rain.

"Kate is asleep" he mumbles against my neck. "That's nice" I say laughing. "Mhm" he hums.

"I love you darling" he says. "I love you too" I said kissing him once again before snuggling closer to him.

This is my man.

My Mattheo.

My Romeo.

And together we are Romeo and Juliet.

One beautiful story, isn't it?

•|THE END|•

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