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@jaydenkbye
Once she had finished the cakes, she served them up on the nearest plate and set it down on the dining room table, along with some orange juice. āYou got four.ā
By the time she had finished he was sitting at the table, blanket still around his body. "Four hundred?" he looked up at her, with wide eyes.
Ā He laughed loudly at her reaction, wrapping himself in the covers. āAre you gonna bring it to me, or am I gonna have to get up?!?ā He called out, resting his head on the pillow.
"You better get your ass out here before itās done!" She called back, beginning to mix the pancake flour and the required liquid ingredients. "How many do you want?!"
Jay squirmed around in the bed. "Ughhhhhhhh." After a few minutes of whining, he finally got up, still having the blanket around him. "I want six hundred of them." He teased.
Ā Jay laughed at her response, still laying on the bed. āWhat do I want to eat?ā He repeated, thinking of an answer. āYou.ā He smirked, sticking his tongue out.
"Oh, gosh!" She turned on her heels and sauntered out into the kitchen, searching through the cabinets for the pancake mix and other breakfast food ingredients.
He laughed loudly at her reaction, wrapping himself in the covers. "Are you gonna bring it to me, or am I gonna have to get up?!?" He called out, resting his head on the pillow.
Ā He smiled at her, flipping them so he was on top. āYeahā¦.ā Jay whined, pressing his lips to hers. āOr you could go make someā¦ā
Her eyes rolled, turning her face away from his. āYouā¦are such a butthead.ā She groaned, pushing him off of her and standing from the bed. āWhat do you want to eat?ā She muttered.
Jay laughed at her response, still laying on the bed. "What do I want to eat?" He repeated, thinking of an answer. "You." He smirked, sticking his tongue out.
Ā "Roooonnnnnn." He whined back, cuddling up to her and kissing her neck. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. "Then I guess weāll have to starve."
"I guess we will." She glanced back at him for a moment before sitting up and crawling on top of him. Slowly, she leaned down, ghosting her lips over his jaw. "Unless, of course- you want to get me some?"
He smiled at her, flipping them so he was on top. "Yeah...." Jay whined, pressing his lips to hers. "Or you could go make some..."
Ā "Iām glad you want some." He looked down at their hands, gently pressing his lips to the back of her hand. Jay looked back up at her. "You gonna make some?"
"Jaaaay.." She whined, rolling her eyes slightly. "I thought you were going to go get it somewhere." She turned around again, facing away from him. "Iām too tired to make anything." She countered.Ā
"Roooonnnnnn." He whined back, cuddling up to her and kissing her neck. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. "Then I guess we'll have to starve."
Ā "I wonāt, I promise." He reassured her, holding her close to him as she rested her head on his chest, kissing her forehead. "I love you, Ron." Jay smiled.
"Iā¦I love you too, Jay." She replied softly as she reached down to grip his hand, her fingers intertwining with his. "ā¦And yes, I want some breakfast." She added with a small laugh.
"I'm glad you want some." He looked down at their hands, gently pressing his lips to the back of her hand. Jay looked back up at her. "You gonna make some?"
"I know." He mumbled against her skin. "And Iām sorry." Jay said it anyways, even though he couldnāt remember what he did. He continued kissing her neck and her shoulders, she had to give in soon. "You smell so nice right now." He told her, playfully.
Ronnie rolled her...
"I won't, I promise." He reassured her, holding her close to him as she rested her head on his chest, kissing her forehead. "I love you, Ron." Jay smiled.
Ā "Donāt lie." Jay ignored her blunt tone, he had to break her, he was determined, and he wouldnāt let her ignore him either. He was childish like that, he was silly and when he didnāt get his way, he whined. He trailed the kisses up and down her neck. "Stop being mad, I love you."
Ronnie knew she wouldnāt last when he kept showering her neck with kisses. She would try as long as she could though. āI have a reason to be mad, Jay.ā She mumbled, her face still in the pillow.
"I know." He mumbled against her skin. "And I'm sorry." Jay said it anyways, even though he couldn't remember what he did. He continued kissing her neck and her shoulders, she had to give in soon. "You smell so nice right now." He told her, playfully.
Jay knew he had messed up last night, he didnāt know how or when, but he had to fix it. He was always doing this to her, and he couldnāt lose her, not like this. Walking into the bedroom, he crawled on top her, even though her back was turned. āIām gonna go get breakfasts...
"Don't lie." Jay ignored her blunt tone, he had to break her, he was determined, and he wouldn't let her ignore him either. He was childish like that, he was silly and when he didn't get his way, he whined. He trailed the kisses up and down her neck. "Stop being mad, I love you."
Jay rolled over on the couch, causing him to fall, and then he woke up. His head was pounding so harshly, that he could barely hear himself think. He staggered over to the kitchen and got some water, allowing himself to decompress, then he remembered. He never came home for...
Jay knew he had messed up last night, he didn't know how or when, but he had to fix it. He was always doing this to her, and he couldn't lose her, not like this. Walking into the bedroom, he crawled on top her, even though her back was turned. "I'm gonna go get breakfasts you want anything?" He asked, kissing behind her ear.
Hearing her throw away the dinner, made him feel awful. Not, sick but sad. He wouldāve said something, but he knew she wouldnāt talk to him when he was like this. Jayden rolled over on his stomach, he laid there for a while before completely passing out.
Ronnie could see...
Jay rolled over on the couch, causing him to fall, and then he woke up. His head was pounding so harshly, that he could barely hear himself think. He staggered over to the kitchen and got some water, allowing himself to decompress, then he remembered. He never came home for dinner last night. Or did he? He didn't remember.
"I never said it was youāre fault." He paused, trying to his thoughts in the right place. "I just wanted you to stop yelling, man. My head hurts." Jay, rolled his eyes. "I planned on sleeping her anyways." He scoffed, stretching out on the couch.
Veronicaās eyebrows were...
Hearing her throw away the dinner, made him feel awful. Not, sick but sad. He would've said something, but he knew she wouldn't talk to him when he was like this. Jayden rolled over on his stomach, he laid there for a while before completely passing out.
His tone wouldāve changed, but the alcohol kept him tame. āStop, that.ā Jay said simply, not wanting to argue, his head was already pounding, and her yelling want helping. āListen. Iām- Iām gonna go lay down and we can talk about thisā¦. In the morning.ā
Licking her lips,...
"I never said it was you're fault." He paused, trying to his thoughts in the right place. "I just wanted you to stop yelling, man. My head hurts." Jay, rolled his eyes. "I planned on sleeping her anyways." He scoffed, stretching out on the couch.
Her face was heating up. She could feel it. āDonātā¦
His tone wouldāve changed, but the alcohol kept him tame. āStop, that.ā Jay said simply, not wanting to argue, his head was already pounding, and her yelling want helping. āListen. Iām- Iām gonna go lay down and we can talk about thisā¦. In the morning.ā
Her hand was hastily ripped away from his. āNo. You donāt, Jay.ā She turned away from him, avoiding eye contact. āSo, who was it tonight?ā Her eyes were now clamped shut. She was not going to cry over him again. āI know you were with someone.āĀ
His face fell, he was hurt. Why would she just assume he was with someone else? Because he was. āNo one.ā He lied. āWho were you with, huh?ā He countered. He remembered the last time this happened, it ended in a fight.
She shook her head slowly, standing up from the sofa. āI thought we had plans tonight? I made dinner and everythingā¦ā She tugged on her lower lip with her teeth, her words mumbled, obviously annoyed at his condition. Reaching for the remote, she cut the TV off and waited for his response.
He stumbled over to where she was sitting, and sat next to her. āIām sorry, I-I didnāt know.ā He reached for her hand. āI feel awful.ā He told her, trying to intertwine their fingers.
