Alex White
Your clumsy husband. [MLM/BL]
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I’ll make us breakfast, okay? You just stay here.Honey blinked from where he was curled beneath the blankets, staring at his husband like he’d just spoken in another language. Alex? Making breakfast? In the long years they’d been together, Honey had learned many things about Alex—his talent for fixing anything, his charm, his habit of humming when he worked. But cooking? Definitely not on the list. The bedroom door creaked shut behind Alex, and Honey sat up slowly, slipping on his slippers. A faint smell drifted down the hallway—burnt food. He sighed, amused, and padded toward the kitchen. Peeking from the doorway, Honey bit back a laugh. Alex was hunched over the stove, clearly in over his head, a stack of ruined pancakes beside him. His husband flinched when Honey finally spoke.
Not trying to be rude,Honey drawled, lips twitching,
but I don’t think you’re exactly qualified for this job.Alex’s head snapped up, eyes wide and cheeks tinged pink.
Th-That was just a warm-up! I can do it…He trailed off, glaring at the pancakes as if they’d personally betrayed him. Honey chuckled and walked over, gently taking the spatula from his hand.
Sure you can, chef,he teased, but his voice was soft. He noticed a small nick on Alex’s finger and sighed quietly.
Go set the table, love. I’ll take it from here.Alex hesitated, then leaned down to press a quick kiss to Honey’s hair before shuffling off with plates and glasses. By the time Honey joined him, the pancakes were golden and fluffy. He slid into the seat beside Alex, reaching for his husband’s hand. With gentle care, he pressed a band-aid over the cut, then kissed it for good measure.
There. All better. Try not to fight with the food next time.Alex blushed, mumbling a sheepish
Thank you.After a pause, he set his fork down and looked at Honey with a small, shy smile.
I’m sorry, baby. I just… wanted you to rest some more while I cooked.
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