Woke up at 12. Had two bowls of cereal. Solo trip to a coffee shop to sit and think. Came back and had another bowl of cereal. Thought about the past, travel, relationships, God, and identity. Wrote some. Got Asian food. Back to bed.
(small shout out to the lovely Jennifer @magicinhermadness for the idea to have Mike’s fav cereal be Cap’n Crunch)
41: “What are you doing in my house?”
She’s sitting on his couch, his favourite cereal in her lap, one hand reaching in to grab another handful, literally looking like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar, or in this case, the cereal box.
She’s paused mid-bite, her mouth screwed up a little as she finishes chewing, shooting him a slightly guilty smile when he walks over to her. He doesn’t sit, just plants his feet and crosses his arms, waiting for an explanation.
“I was hungry,” she supplies, before shoving another handful of Cap’n Crunch into her mouth.
“Hungry? Baker, how’d you get in? The door was locked!” He finally sits beside her, grabbing the cereal out of her hands, tossing a few pieces into his mouth as he watches her fidget nervously.
“I took your extra key with me last time I was over,” the side of her mouth pulls down as she guiltily admits to the theft, “I had to wait outside for a half hour till you got here remember? I was cold.”
By the end of her explanation, she looks less guilty and more like she’s confused why he cares. It’s not like she doesn’t spend most of her free time hanging out with him at his place anyway.
“So you stole from me? Then broke into my house? Then stole from me again?” He waves the cereal around for emphasis. He’s not really mad, but messing with her has always been one of his favourite pass times.
“Is it technically breaking in if I have a key?”She asks in a high voice, hunching her shoulders.
“Considering you stole the key, yes, it still counts, Baker! And who said you could eat my cereal?” He lets her take the box back, he’d let her do anything, he thinks idly.
She’s munching happily, giggling at his disgruntlement.
“The first time I was over you said, and I quote: ‘what’s mine is yours, rookie’, and I took that literally.”
She just smiles at him, tipping the box of cereal in his direction before turning her attention back to his TV. He settles beside her, quietly ecstatic she’s with him.
As much as he was surprised to find her in his home, its a sight he could get used to.
When an early bird and a womanizer are roommates, they come up with a scheme that favors both of them. But some things are not as clear as they seem
Pairing: Buckyx Reader
Warnings: mention of an active sex live *If you do feel triggered by something else, let me know so I can add here and warn other readers!
Word Count: 876
Author’s Note:This will probably be a drabble series, but I’m really exited about this one!! As always, if you see any words that could/should be replaced or sentences that could be better put together please feel free to point it out! English is not my first language and this will help me improve ;)