AN: This is the Het Easter Fanfic. 'Hop' you all enjoy it =p Get it? HOP? Hahahaha! Of course, yet again, this is for the lovely Deanna. You have to deal with this fanfic/drabble until Sunday. Sorry bb. You get this one early though =)
Little Things
Sometimes, I can tell that she doesn't think I appreciate her. I don't mean to seem ungrateful; it's just how I am. I'm not a big, cuddly teddy bear. I don't hand out I love you's, or hugs. It's just not me.
I love her more than anything, and I wish I knew how to show her that. Without her, I'd be nothing.
As I drag myself from sleep, the scent of bacon wafts into my room. I know she's up, and cooking already. I roll over and come face to face with a chocolate bunny.
Eighteen years old, and mom still gets me a shitload of chocolate for Easter. I sigh softly and lift the chocolate critter above my head, eyeing it dubiously. I really don't think I need the chocolate, and I know I told her that last week.
I shrug and stand up, scratching at my chest as I stumble towards my drawer. I carefully lift a box from within it, before heading to my mom's room.
I place the chocolate rose, and the note on her pillow, then head downstairs. My usual grunts and growls greet my mother's cheerful greetings. We go about our day as usual, but that night after she goes to bed, I swear I hear her crying.