Hellooo. This is just a little Red Velvet Pancakes drabble I wrote awhile ago. I posted it to dA and instagrama longggg time ago. Sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors.
James' favorite day of the week has always been Sunday. Sunday was the one quite day of the week he got to spend with his Chickadee. No poacher hunting, no chasing his idiot of a brother away for doing something stupid. Just him and his lover.
The world outside was rainy and cloudy but they were warm inside, snuggled togethers in a mess of sheets. James watched as Matthew's chest rose and fell softly in a slow rhythm. He smiled. These were the kinds of moments he lived for.
The angel in his arms stirred a bit, slowly opening his eyes. "What time is it?" He asked in a groggy voice.
"The time doesn't matter," James replied, kissing the top of his head. "All that matters is that were here together."
Matthew smiled, snuggling deeper into the arms of his lover. "Okay dear. Are you hungry?"
"No." He said. His stomach said otherwise. A light blush crossed his face. Matthew chuckled lightly and kisses his cheek.
"I'll go make some pancakes." He said, wrapping a sheet around his waist before heading down to the
kitchen.
James smiled.
God, did he love Sunday mornings.
