THE LONG AWAITED FRUIT FIC!! probably short and ooc but i had fun writing it so hopefully you all will enjoy reading :)
Tybalt should have known something was wrong when he woke up alone in his bed. Sure, Benvolio
was usually already making breakfast, but Mercutio was an even later sleeper than Tybalt was.
Knowing his boyfriends, Tybalt didn’t doubt that the two were scheming. He sat up, putting a
shirt on and reluctantly deciding to see what the adorable idiots were up to. He walked into the
kitchen of their apartment, only to be met with the sight of Benvolio taking coffee cake out of the
oven, bantering with Mercutio who was cutting fruit. “Nice ass.”
“Do you want me to hit you over the head with this pan?”
“You wouldn’t. You basically cried trying to make that cake.” Benvolio bristled with irritation,
putting the cake on the counter before turning to give Mercutio the most customer service smile
Tybalt had ever seen.
“Dear.”
“What is it, pretty boy?” Benvolio made a flustered sound, glaring at Mercutio. Tybalt couldn’t
help but chuckle at that, announcing his presence to the other two. “Morning, Garfield.” Mercutio
greeted, putting the knife down to wave as if he wasn’t just testing Benvolio’s patience.
“Good morning yourself, darling.” Tybalt shot back, swiping a piece of strawberry from the
cutting board and ignoring his lover’s indignant protest. Benvolio rolled his eyes at the other two,
too busy carefully drizzling icing over the coffee cake to try and rein them in.
“Tybsss~~ You’re so mean to mee~~~” Mercutio whined dramatically, grinning as Tybalt rolled
his eyes.
“Why are you up so early, anyways? You usually sleep until at least 11.” Tybalt gave Mercutio a
questioning look.
“Our dear Ben very rudely dragged me out to help him make breakfast.” Mercutio lamented,
moving to sit on the kitchen island(Much to Benvolio's protest because “You just cleaned that
yesterday!”).
Benvolio rolled his eyes. “You offered.” Mercutio just seemed to laugh that one off, and Tybalt
moved to lay his head on Benvolio’s shoulder to look at the cake.
“It looks good, if that soothes your mental anguish.”
“It does, thanks.” Benvolio presents both Tybalt and Mercutio with plates containing a slice of
the now frosted cake and some sliced fruit, earning “Thank you”s from both of his lovers.
Maybe something wasn’t wrong. Maybe everything was very, very right.
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