❝ exactly. s’just gross otherwise. no’ a very good consistency or somethin’. i don’t like it. ❞ there. water in the kettle that is now on the stove. her smile grew; bumping her shoulder against his with another kiss to the cheek. ❝ ‘m positive. ah i don’ care anymore. i really don’. i can deal with the cavities. ❞ that smile falters slightly with his mockery, gently shoving at his shoulder. ❝ oh shut it. ya’ love it n’ ya’ know it. ❞
He laughed as she shoved him he leaned down and kissed her cheek lightly. “But you are too sweet, and it is a good thing I love it.” He smirked and started cook everything together for her omelette. As the kettle whistled that it was ready he took it off the stove and served her breakfast with the kettle on the table so they could pour their own cups of tea.
❝ They really aren’t. Don’ see how people can eat ‘em with their omelette’s. ❞ She hummed softly; placing the tea kettle on the stove. Pressing onto the tips of her toes, a light kiss pressed to the skin of his cheek with a quiet laugh. ❝ Yer sweet, but there’s nothin’ wrong with bein’ too sweet fer me. ❞ Kayla only seemed to be able to laugh again as she set out everything needed for the tea. ❝ Thank ya’, m’love. ❞
“The only time cooked tomato is okay is when it is in pasta…not an omelette or just fried up.” He said making a face as she placed the kettle on the stove. He smiled and kissed her cheek as well as she kissed his. “Oh are you sure about that? I may give you too many cavities.” The vampire grinned as he watched her. “Oh! I think you maybe too sweet for me!” He tease faking a toothache.
“Oh…you know just this and that…taken blood given me weird tasting blood….almost killed me….tried to see if my finger would grow back..but it didnt.” He said with a small chuckle.
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❝ Hm? ❞
Thin fingers rub at fatigued hues, lifting her attention up towards the other vampire before falling to the fabric around her shoulders.
❝ Oh. I uhm… hope ya’ don’ mind. Mine got a li’l dirty n’ I jus’ needed somethin’ new t’wear. ❞
❝ Ya’ are sweet fer sayin’ tha’, thank ya’, Axel. ❞ She smiled back at him; grabbing the kettle off of the counter to start the tea upon request. ❝ Uhm…tomato. Dunno why. Must be the consistency. I don’ like ‘em with an omelette. So tha’ should be it. ❞ Kayla wasn’t overly picky when it came to food, but there were the few exceptions here and there that she didn’t like. ❝ I can do tha’. Two sugars? ❞
“They aren’t very good in an omelette.” He grinned as he mixed her omelette together before pouring it into the hot pan. “Sugar? Aren’t I sweet enough for you already?” Axel asked with a grin as he looked a Kayla. “Cream please dear. No sugar.” He told her as he folded her omelette waiting fr a few moments before putting it on a plate for her. “Breakfast is served.”
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❝ Hm? ❞
Thin fingers rub at fatigued hues, lifting her attention up towards the other vampire before falling to the fabric around her shoulders.
❝ Oh. I uhm… hope ya’ don’ mind. Mine got a li’l dirty n’ I jus’ needed somethin’ new t’wear. ❞
❝ Ya’ sure? Don’t wanna take a shirt from ya’ tha’ ya’ wanna keep. But if ya’ insist, I’ll keep it. Sleep in it probably. ❞ She smiled back at him as she pulled herself up onto the opposite counter top from him. ❝ Hmm… Sure. An omelette sounds kinda good right now. ❞ Though if she is being completely honest, Kayla wouldn’t complain about anything to eat right now.
“Oh yeah I am sure, it looks better on you anyway.” He smirked as he started to cut everything up and grab to mugs out of the cupboard for them to have a cup of tea each. “Anything you dont like on a omelette?” Axel asked wanting to make sure he didnt give her things she did not like. “Do you mind making us a cup of tea please?”
Axel laughed as he saw her handcuffed to the pole, he couldn’t help it and he knew that she would have laughed at him as well. “Well….I..uh….I’m not even going to ask why you had handcuffs to begin with, love.”
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❝ Hm? ❞
Thin fingers rub at fatigued hues, lifting her attention up towards the other vampire before falling to the fabric around her shoulders.
❝ Oh. I uhm… hope ya’ don’ mind. Mine got a li’l dirty n’ I jus’ needed somethin’ new t’wear. ❞
❝ It doesn’t smell completely clean, but cleaner than the other tha’ is. But I’ll take it. I’ll get it back t’ya’, promise. May end up bein’ here soon. ❞ Kayla smiled back at him, turning to watch him walk into the kitchen. ❝ Mmm…a li’l. I mean. I could eat, yeah. ❞ The red-head followed him into the kitchen after a minute or two.
“Ah no worries, keep it if you want. I really don’t mind, use it to sleep in or something.” He told her with a smile as he got some eggs, bacon and mushrooms out of the fridge and started to cut them up. “Omelette?” Axel asked as he put the kettle on.
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