Not my cup of tea
A Charles Grey X Reader FanFic
Groooooowwwwwwwllllllllll!
That was the sound you woke up to at precisely 1:23 A.M. You groan and swing your legs off the side of the bed. Your stomach is empty. Did someone steal my stomach? You thought groggily. You walked quietly into Earl Grey's room and throw your pillow at his head.
He woke up screaming; "Ahh, ghost!" He shielded his head, but when he noticed you weren't attacking he looked out from behind his "shield".
He frowned. "Oh, it's just you." His normally pale complexion looked a bit flushed.
"Yeah, well, anyway, I'm hungry and you have to escort me to the kitchen."
"Will you make creampuffs?" He asked, an eyebrow raised.
You grinned. "It's a deal." Earl Grey got up, grabbed your wrist and ran. He clutched your wrist so tightly it felt like he might want to break your wrist. When you get to the kitchen you pulled out some English breakfast and put it in the teapot. You start making the flaky outside of the creampuffs, while Earl Grey pulls out the sugar. When you start to make the filling for the creampuffs you notice The Earl frowning at the teapot.
Trying to start a conversation, you start rambling." I hope you don't mind that I changed the recipe again, because instead of the usual light cream for the filling I'm using heavy cream, because that gives the filling a better texture and-"
"Uh, can I speak-" The Earl interrupted.
"And, I also added more sugar but that'll probably compliment the heavy cream so-!"
You were interrupted by Charles pressing his lips against yours. After a moment you relaxed and your hands drifted to the ends of his hair. You deepened the kiss. You both slid to your knees on the ground. After a few minutes you broke apart, him smirking and you blushing furiously. "Um, what did you want to say?" You said, still blushing.
He pointed at the teapot full of english breakfast.
"Not my cup of tea."