Like Lightning- Easter Drabble
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I'm a bit late in posting this, sorry! I hope you guys like it! Happy easter! Eggs anyone?
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A young, ivy green-haired woman was humming a happy tune in the kitchen as she turned on the stove for the first time in years. Why was she in the kitchen when everyone knew she was the one in her family with absolutely no cooking skills whatsoever? Because it was Easter today, and she wanted to make hard-boiled eggs for her family.
"Daddy!!!" Mommy's in the kitchen!!!" a young, green apple-haired boy yelled from the front door.
Immediately, heavy footsteps could be heard rushing into the house. She blew a stray lock of hair away from her face. Figures they would come as soon as she started boiling water. Her husband rushed in with a panicked look on his face.
She looked at her husband with a sheepish grin on her face, "Ummmm.... hi?"
He sighed. His wife knew she wasn't allowed in the kitchen ever since the 'incident'.
"What are you doing in here, Blaire?" he asked, reaching to turn off the stove.
Blaire attacked his hand with a strainer. Four years of marriage and she was still as violent as when they first met, but they do say that some things never change, right.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm cooking of course!" she retorted, turning back to her boiling water.
"Blaire, turn off this stove before you burn our house down!" he snarled, reaching once more for the knobs.
She thwacked his hands, "No! Don't you dare! I'm going to make hard-boiled eggs and paint them up all pretty!"
Her husband rubbed his temples.
"What am I going to do with you?" he moaned.
To that question, Blaire gave him a full-fledge grin, "Tie me up to the bed and do what we did on our honeymoon!"
He blushed cherry red. He had been rather daring during that week together, but with his wife's theories on their wedding night, who wouldn't want to try some of them out?
"Let me at least cook them for you first," he whispered, sliding his body behind hers.
Blaire faintly blushed and killed his cheek. He growled and started nipping her neck. His wife let out a small squeak before he turned off the stove.
"What happened to those eggs?" she asked huskily.
Her husband smirked against her neck, "Why don't we make some instead?"
Blaire let out a pleasured sigh and gave him a quick kiss. Unsatisfied, Drew pulled her up against him and forced his tongue in her mouth. Her wife eagerly returned his kill, pulling him closer to her.
"Andrew wants to kiss Mommy too!" their two and a half-year old son cried, grabbing his father's skinny-jean clad leg.
"Andrew!" his brother scolded from the hall, covering his eyes.
The pair laughed, and Blaire scooped her youngest son into her arms.
"Of course! You're much hotter then your father anyways!" she complimented, prepared to give the toddler a sweet peck on the cheek.
Her boy, however, had other plans. He quickly moved his face when her lips were about to land so she kissed his lips rather than his cheek.
"Hey! That's mine!" her husband whined.
Blaire chuckled and cuddled her son, "I think I've brought up another kissing monster. Blaine, don't end up like these two."
Her oldest grinned and ran to his mother, only to get scooped up by the other parent. Her husband then hugged his family tight, trying to show all of his affection for them by the gesture. A content sound escaped her lips. What she had done to deserve such and amazing life, she didn't know. Either way, she knew she was complete, all because of the man that was holding them in his arms.
"Harveeeeeeeeeeeeeeey."
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What?
"Harvey? Uh... Drew?"
Drew glared at his next door neighbor that was peeping through his window. He could swear that the purple-haired coordinator had a THING for HIS wife.
Blaire looked to see what her husband was doing, only to laugh at his protectiveness. It was amazing how much Drew hated windows. He even tried to convince her to bolt all of them with wood boards one time. She showed off her hand to her husband's glaring face.
"Must I say any more?" she asked as the ring gleamed in the light.
He smiled and kissed her again, "Nope, but we should do something later on tonight"
"Ooooh! What, Daddy?"
"Can we go too?"
"Andrew wanna join! Andrew join!"
Blaire smiled as her husband face-palmed himself. Yup, it was all because of Drew.