“Babe come back.” You yelled across your house from your spot on your bed. For once your parents weren’t home so you fully planned to take advantage of that by cuddling with him all day. Usually he wasn’t even allowed in your room, let alone on your bed.
“Hold on! I’m making breakfast.” He yelled from must be the kitchen. You smiled at how adorable he was. Sometimes you still find it hard to believe that Zach Dempsey chose you. You reached for your phone to check the time, quickly realizing it wasn’t yours when you saw one of your terrible selfies as the lock screen. As a joke, you sent him a picture of you on a rolling chair making a god-awful face captioned ‘Sliding into your DM’s like.’
“Zach?! I’m your lock screen?” You asked finally getting out of bed with his phone in hand, “I swear if any of your friends have seen this your dead.”
You heard laughing as you rounded the corner into the kitchen, “You weren’t supposed to see that.”
He looked like a kid who got caught stealing cookies, he had a sheepish smile on his face and he was holding up a spatula defensively as if you’d try to fight him.
“I’m dating such a child.” You huffed jokingly.
“But I made pancakes.” He told you grinning.
“Blueberry?” You asked hopefully making him nod.
“Forgiven.” You said grinning and standing on your tippy toes to kiss him.
