Prompt: she liked black coffee, he liked tea with lots of sugar but opinions can vary
They were always opposites. She was from a new, flashy high definition game while he was from an old, retro 8-bit one. She was tough, no nonsense; he was sensitive and goofy. It made sense that their tastes were different as well.
Tamora had woken up in their flat, the smell of fresh coffee clashed with the herbs of brewing tea. Another difference between the couple, while she preferred to stay up late and sleep in; he slept early to wake up earlier.
She stretched and rose out of bed, shuffling down the stairs still dressed in her pajamas. There he was, standing in front of the stove making breakfast as he did every morning.
His hair was neatly combed the way it always was, still wet from the shower he took when he first woke up. Dressed in a robe and matching bunny slippers, she towered over his much smaller frame as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek; her chin resting on top of his head.
“Good mornin darling!” How does he manage to be happy at this ungodly hour? She’ll never understand it.
“Mm not fully awake” tightening her grip on the little handymans waist more, causing a squeak to erupt from his lips and a blush to spread across his face.
“B-breakfast is just about done! Settle down at the table, alright?” She rolled her eyes at his bashful behavior and took her seat. He placed two mugs on opposite sides of the table and went back to get their plates and that’s when tamora got a very sneaky idea.
Felix took his seat once more, setting her plate down in front of her and his in front of himself. She smiled at him. “You’re awful smiley this morning” he reaches for his mug and grasps his hands around it.
“Mhm, I mean you made this lovely breakfast” she reaches for her own mug and mimics him. “And made this coffee, you even remembered I drank it black” her smile twitching up more on one side, flashing her signature smirk.
“Well of course I did tammy jean! But I’ll never understand for the life of me how you drink plain black coffee!” He takes a satisfying gulp from his mug. His eyes grew wide at the bitter taste and practically spat it out. He coughed and let out an “ee-oh-boy!” Which made tamora throw her head back I’m a laughing fit!
“Well, now I know next time..” He tries to rub the taste off his tongue with a napkin. “I put the drinks down on the table LAST” she smirks again and he flashes a nervous smile back.
She trades their cups back and they both sip on their beverage, setting them down at the same time. “I still don’t know how you can drink that, don’t you think it needs just a bit of sugar?”
She leans over the table, grabbing a fist full of his shirt causing him to yelp. “I got enough sugar in my life” he looks at her confused, as he opens his mouth to say something she crushes her lips onto his. The taste of bitter black coffee and sweet tea blends together, she smirks when he finally melts into the kiss.
He smiles, his face as red as ever. “Jiminy jaminy” she chuckles at how breathless he is. As Felix sat there in his lovestruck state, he tasted the black coffee that she drank moments before.
He couldn’t stop himself from thinking, maybe black coffee didn’t taste so bad if it was chased with her kiss.
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