Drabble:45
POV:Third Person
Dimitri stared incredulously at the food in his plate. Food that smelled and looked edible.
Blini, at that.
His eyes flickered between his plate and his girlfriend a few times, wondering if he was still dreaming, before asking the question on his mind. "You….made these?"
"Yep", Rose cheerily replied, popping the 'p'. "I made them according to your mom's recipe…and good God, do they taste great!"
"You made my mom's blini?", Dimitri asked slowly, trying to wrap his head around this revelation.
"Yes, silly. Now sit down and eat", Rose ordered from the stove, where she was frying eggs. Dimitri cautiously settled into his chair, his eyes fixed on the love of his life, who was humming some peppy tune as she cooked, wearing a red-and-white checkered apron.
After carefully stabbing his food with the fork, and ensuring nothing was going to jump out at him, he whispered a silent prayer that the food taste as good as it looked, and then dug in. To his immense surprise the food not only was edible, but delicious. Curiosity satisfied, he dug in with gusto, spreading strawberry jam all over his food.
"So what's the occasion?", he asked casually, as he continued eating.
"What do you mean?", Rose asked absent-mindedly, her eyes fixed on the sizzling bacon on the frying pan.
"You're cooking…in the morning", Dimitri clarified.
"I just wanted to do something for my boyfriend. And I have cooked before, you know?", Rose teased.
Dimitri prudently opted to not mention that none of her previous cooking attempts had even remotely been edible. "Do you need something?", he asked instead.
"No", Rose shook her head.
"Have you done something wrong?" Another head-shake.
"Did you piss off Hans? Or Christian?". Another head-shake.
"Lissa?"
"No, silly!", Rose laughed, placing an eggs-and-bacon-filled plate in front of Dimitri, before setting another identical plate for herself.
"Did you murder somebody, and need my help hiding the corpse?", Dimitri asked, half-seriously.
Rose rolled her eyes in reply. As Dimitri continued eating this unexpected (and edible) breakfast, his mind ran over a thousand possibilities, trying to figure out Rose's motive. He watched her eat, a secretive smile on her face.
"Did I miss our anniversary or something?", he hedged, dropping his silverware on his now-clean plate.
"Nope", Rose smiled impishly at him. "Now go get changed. Or else you'll be late. I packed lunch. Eat it, okay?", she ordered in a strangely wife-like voice.
After Dimitri put on his uniform, he came out to the kitchen to find Rose washing their dishes at the sink. This was surprising too; Rose rarely ever cleaned up….voluntarily.
"Okay, I give up!", Dimitri announced, throwing his hands in the air. "What's going on?"
Rose let out a long sigh, and wiped her hands on the apron before discarding it and making her way over to him. "What's going on, my love, is that I fulfilled your appetite this morning in hopes of you fulfilling my 'appetite' tonight." Her low, sultry tone made Dimitri's breath catch.
"Looking forward to tonight", she said playfully, bestowing one quick peck on his lips before disappearing into their bedroom.
Dimitri shook his head, struggling to come back to reality, then set out for work. He could hardly wait for the day to be over. This was one debt that he was far too eager to pay…
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