My Master | Leo

3.3

✿ му мαѕтєя ℓєσ ✿
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My eyes suddenly snapped open from the deep dream I was having. As soon as my eyes came in contact with a bright light from the window, I squinted, not wanting anything but to cuddle under my sheets.

I was about to turn my back to the window but a strong arm was wrapped around my waist. When I feel the familiar scent and a calming huff on my neck, memories flashed through my mind.

"You woke up?" I heard a deep grunt, I turned completely to face a shirtless Leo.
He was only in his boxers, I remembering when I told him last night "it will be awkward if we wake up naked".

I thanked him mentally that he atleast had something covering him.. Down there. Not that I didn't already see it last night, but it just would be awkward in the morning. I also had my underwear on, and Leo's shirt that was more like a dress.

Thoughts of last night made me instantly blush, and I hid my face in between my hand when Leo laughed softly.

"Are you embarrassed?" he asked again, sneaking his hands around my waist and pressing his lips with mine in to a small kiss.

I simply shook my head, feeling as a smile crept up in my lips "I'm not."

After a while, his laughter became contagious. I decided to be a good girlfriend and I instantly sat up, placing the sheets to a side.

"Where are you going, baby?" I mentally squealed when I heard him use the word baby.

"I'm going to make you breakfast." I confessed, stretching out my back and making my way to the bathroom.

Leo muttered something under his breath, but I didn't hear it as I entered the bathroom that connected Leo's room.

I freshened up and wrapped my hair out in a bun, but gasped at the sight of a bruise in my neck reflecting the mirror.

Oh.. Right. He said he made me a hickey.
I groaned and rubbed my face with my palms.
"What am I gonna tell Mother and Wook about this?" I thought out loud.

Shaking those thoughts out of my head, I concentrated in what should I prepare Leo for breakfast. He told me yesterday that he didn't have a favorite breakfast, so I didn't know exactly what he'll like.

I groaned again being stressed out for not being the perfect girlfriend who reads her boyfriends mind. Heading out of the bathroom, I saw Leo take some suits out from his waling closet.

"Where are you going?" I concerned, my head tilting at all of the suits on top of the bed.

"Oh! Right, my parents just called me and they said I should meet them in two hours." He seemed excited as he said it, as if he didn't talk much to his parents.

I simply nodded and smiled. "Okay, breakfast will be ready in an instant— I promise."

He nodded too as I placed a kiss on his cheek. I quickly headed to the kitchen, finding none of the maids here and admitting that I had to figure it out by myself.

I sighed as I searched through the refrigerator, the shelves, and the counters when an idea popped in my head.

How about I make him this big breakfast I always made Mother and Wook? That would be great. They always loved it when I made it.

Instantly, I grabbed all of the ingredients. Bacon, eggs, milk, bread, cinnamon, brown sugar, sausage, butter. I was planning on making an egg omelette, fried bacon, sausages, and french toast.