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anomaly_research_nerd) wrote2023-03-11 10:46 pm
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MHA #16 - Sunday Morning
Yesterday’s date had gone well, and last night was amazing. Just hanging out at Cutter’s, watching movies, eating junk food, and eventually falling asleep… it had been a simple yet perfect date. And Connor had been touched by how much Cutter had tried to make sure everything they did was something he would like and enjoy. That meant a lot to him, so when Connor awoke early that morning and saw Cutter still passed out in the bed next to him, he had an idea of how he could return the favor and do something special for Cutter now.
“Breakfast in bed,” he said to himself with a smile as he glanced back at Cutter. “Perfect!”
So, slipping out of bed as quietly as he could, Connor made his way to the kitchen. He examined the fridge and the cabinets for a couple of minutes. Cutter really did need to go shopping, and soon! But eventually, Connor found everything he needed, at least he thought so…he’d never tried to make pancakes before, but really how hard could it be?
And so he started pulling out mixing bowls and random measuring cups and gathered up the ingredients and got to work. It…. was not going as well as he had hoped. A couple of the eggs ended up cracking when they hit the floor. There was flour everywhere, which meant when Connor went into the living room to get his phone to look something up, he accidentally tracked flour all over the carpet. He forgot to use the cooking spray with the first batch he tried to make, and so they had ended up more burnt than anything. And honestly, he was not exactly being stealthy about the process easier, his usual klutziness coming into play at least a couple of times.
“Ok, this is good… this is fine… I can work with this…”Connor was muttering to himself as he tried to clean up the batter that had spilled out of the bowl just then as he started the next batch of what he hoped would be edible pancakes.
Flat, and Cutter have been modded with permission!
“Breakfast in bed,” he said to himself with a smile as he glanced back at Cutter. “Perfect!”
So, slipping out of bed as quietly as he could, Connor made his way to the kitchen. He examined the fridge and the cabinets for a couple of minutes. Cutter really did need to go shopping, and soon! But eventually, Connor found everything he needed, at least he thought so…he’d never tried to make pancakes before, but really how hard could it be?
And so he started pulling out mixing bowls and random measuring cups and gathered up the ingredients and got to work. It…. was not going as well as he had hoped. A couple of the eggs ended up cracking when they hit the floor. There was flour everywhere, which meant when Connor went into the living room to get his phone to look something up, he accidentally tracked flour all over the carpet. He forgot to use the cooking spray with the first batch he tried to make, and so they had ended up more burnt than anything. And honestly, he was not exactly being stealthy about the process easier, his usual klutziness coming into play at least a couple of times.
“Ok, this is good… this is fine… I can work with this…”Connor was muttering to himself as he tried to clean up the batter that had spilled out of the bowl just then as he started the next batch of what he hoped would be edible pancakes.
Flat, and Cutter have been modded with permission!
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"We really... should... be getting... back... to the... cleaning..." Connor said between quick little kisses. He was trying. Failing. But trying at least!
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Cutter was making no move to stop though, funny that.
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Note he was still not making any effort to stop and get back to the task at hand, kissing Connor was oh so very nice and he didn't want it to stop.
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"Ill be sure to make it worth it" he said with a wink.
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"Alright... cleaning. Let's get this done with."
And the sooner the better because Connor was realizing just how little patience and self-control he actually had right now.
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After what seemed like forever but really was not that long at all, the kitchen was basically back to where it had been before Connor had started his cooking attempt. Well, there were dishes soaking in the sink, but they could wait.
Connor turned around and gave Cutter a grin. "I do believe we are done. So, where do you want me to give you your reward?" he asked with a playful grin. Cutter had been very patient. Would be evil to make him wait just for the sake of playing with him a little.
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