Ethan's POV I feel a pair of warm hands wrap around my waist and as I carefully flip the pancakes. Soon a soft chin is placed on my shoulder. " Yummy... ", Michael huskily whispers in my ear, inhaling the smell of pancakes deep into his nostrils. I can't help but smile wide. Have I told earlier, even the way he breathe is so cute ? " So you know to cook p..pancakes and all ?", he asks. " Yeah..I can cook anything, baby.", I reply proudly. He giggles a little. " Really ?" " Yeah..what did you think about me ?", I ask chuckling. " Okay, I can also cook. I can b..bake cake. Can you ?", he asks. " I too can. It's easy.", I chuckle tilting my head and kissing the side of his forehead. " Oh..you can ??", he mumbles, kinda disappointed. "Uhm..why didn't you wake me up ? We could have together prepared breakfast. " He sighs and closes his eyes, hugging me more tightly, squirming his h
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