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[queen-ofsunflowers]

The Fairy Godmother - Chapter 1 - baileek313 - Mystic Messenger (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]

Since she was young, Minji had always seen herself as a fairy godmother -- granting the desires of those around her to bring them joy that would last long after the stroke of midnight. She even had the magic powers of one to boot. However, an already unnatural life changes when she returns to the country that she once called home. Her plans are thrown out the window by a mysterious person and even more mysterious app that leads her to meet the strange members of the RFA. Life is full of surprises, as Minji is about to find out while coming to terms with her own plans being turned into a mixed-up mess and forging some new connections within her heart.

This has been an idea of mine for a while, but after how bad my last MM fic went years ago (in my eyes anyway, looking back on it now) I've been hesitant to post it. However, after getting a friend to take a look at the first two chapters I've written of this one, I'm confident enough to finally start sharing it.

The basic idea is that the MC is the daughter of Heejung and the Wizard from Dandelion, and how that has an effect on the story and a few relationships going forward, along with a few other... surprises that I have in store, as you'll see in future chapters so long as you decide to stick around.

That being said, sit back, relax and enjoy~

[saerran-choi]

Dreams

An angsty reset theory Saeran Fic (:

About: Saeran remembers the reset, after you saved him. And he remembers how much he loves you after you chose his brother's route again.

(Saeyoung x Reader) but from Saeran's point of view.

He was finally in control of his life. With your help, he had left the horrible cult, and out of the blondes control, he was free to become himself, to finally have the option to choose. He had never had the decision to choose, all decisions were made for him, until you came. He didn’t think bringing you to the cult as a spy was a good idea, he could have done it himself,but he chose you. The first choice he had made,the one to bring you to him, was the decision that ultimately saved his life.

He was no longer under control. He could finally eat normally. It takes a long time for him to actually eat more than a few snacks a day. It takes even longer for him to begin eating three full meals a day. But staying by his side through it all was the motivation he needed. Without you, he wouldn't have gotten any better, without your help, he would have forgotten how to smile.

During your stay at Mint Eye, at first he had to pretend to smile. You were just here to complete a task after all, But after the first few days, he realized he wasn’t faking his smiles anymore. And a few days later, he was smiling even when you weren’t near, just at the mere thought of you. It wasn’t something that went unnoticed by those around him.

When you kissed him in the gardens, he was beyond words or emotions. Far beyond. Every coherent thought he had, was erased by the feeling of your lips against his own. Every single thought that filled his head from that time was the feel of the kiss. Even after being dosed with the elixir, the thought of the kiss in his head constantly infuriated him, because he didn’t want to admit to how much it affected him.

You stuck right beside him when he didn’t deserve it. He had said countless mean things to you, horrendous things, and yet you stayed. You stayed right there and tried to fix him. He apologized every day since, and will continue to attempt to make it up until the day he dies.

You stayed when they found out about his brother. You stayed and helped him save his brother. He was prepared to sacrifice everything to keep you safe, but then you came back and saved him yet again. He would spend eternity making it up to you. Making sure you were happy and safe, because you saved and helped him and his brother get happy endings. And he couldn’t do it without you. So he would make sure you knew how appreciated you were.

His favorite part of the morning was waking with you by his side. That’s all Saeran could ever ask for. The soft breeze flowing through the room through the partly open window. Springtime seemed right around the corner, the fresh scent of rain from the night time present, and the faint scent of the blooming flowers in the garden behind the small home. It was the dream he had always wished for.

But that's all it would be. A dream.

------

He could feel his brother shaking his arm, jolting the white haired male out of his trance.

“Huh?” He grumbles, causing the redheaded twin to gasp dramatically and pull back, pretending to act concerned

“Saeran? So cold! I’m just trying to tell my darling brother some news!”

“What?” he grumbles.

“Well, the bride of the evening has been looking for you all night. Says she wants a dance and sent me to find you-” At Saeyoung’s words, Saeran can feel his cheeks heat up.

“She-She wants to dance with me?”

“Of course she wants to dance with you. You’re important to her. She loves you”

“I-yeah- okay.” He takes a breath, attempting to calm his racing heart. “I’ll go and find her then-”

At his words, Saeran stand s from his spot at the table, trying to find the bride of the party. When he finally spots the large white dress, he heads towards her, freezing when he sees her again. The lights in the venue made her stand out more, the flawless makeup look, the way she looked in her dress, everything. He was enamored by her completely.

When she noticed him, she eagerly made her way over to him, a bright smile on her face.

“Saeran! I missed you! I haven’t seen you since the ceremony!” (Y/N) says,

“Sorry, Saeyoung had-”

“No its okay! I’m just glad you’re here still! Come on, you owe me a dance- as my brother-in-law!” she smiles, pulling him to the dance floor.

----

He wanted this ending with you. He wanted to be the one you married. You had saved him, after those eleven days, and even the four after that, and then you found the reset button, going back to the start. But he never forgot like the rest of them did. He tried to mess with the system, to bring you back to him, but he couldnt break the games codes. So he had to watch as you fell for his brother and rescued him.

But you still haven't hit the reset button. It has been past the eleven days. And you still hadn’t hit the button. You weren’t coming back to him. You weren’t going to save him this time.

At least he has his dreams, where you chose to stay with him.

[marieinwanderlust]

My life motto, "No Saeran No Life" BAERAN IS LOVE. BAERAN IS LIFE.

[k0kichiimagines]

i couldn't think of enough msyme characters to start on the first... so second it is ! starting with unknown, ending with [GE] saeran, because i thought it would be nice to kind of follow how his route is the last you're expected to, while unknown is the first character you meet? these won't be long aa, i usually dont do anything for valentines day i am simply feeling romantic this year

[....?]

'Happy Valentine's Day ^^'

Did you expect something more? A phone call? An anonymous love letter? You questioned yourself as you stared down the text from the mysterious hacker, wondering if Seven would be annoyed if he ever found you you frequently contacted the hacker and never breathed a word to anyone else. You didn't really talk much, and he didn't really reply whenever you did - but he'd made it pretty clear pretty quickly that he was observing you. Somehow. Somewhere. You'd gotten into the habit of smiling at security cameras as you passed by, and at least twice you'd gotten a swift ding of a text message reply. Sometimes nothing more then a ':)'.

Strangely enough… it made you feel safe. That was weird, wasn't it? Surely knowing some unknown hacker was following your every move would usually fill you with a paralyzing fear - not make you smile silly to yourself.

Of course there was no reply from your message back, the message you were looking at was five hours old already - you knew by now that mean you wouldn't be getting a reply. It was alright though, even the smallest sign of anything from him was enough. You put your phone away as you opened the door to Rika's apartment (seriously, how much longer would you have to stay in this place? Why do you even have to stay here in the first place?). It was always cold, but for some reason it felt even chillier today, as though you were still outside in the grey February skies. You wondered how she'd managed to cope spending every night and day here - did she just spend most her days at V's?

You didn't dare to touch anything, but you were also hyper away of everything around you. So you knew there were no flowers at all at any point in your stay, let alone clearly fresh and real light pink carnations that had been oh-so-delicately placed in a glass vase. In fact, you think even the vase was new.

'pink carnations - i'm thinking of you.'

And... some money? Another note - 'i had to break the window to get in lol, this is for the repair'. Oh. It explained the draft at least, but didn't stop you sighed loudly - he knew the password, this was just to mess with you. Make it 'less sappy' you guessed.

Your phone dinged with another message, you suspected he was watching from the hallway cameras. 'hope you like them... :)'

[luxielle]

Did you know? A group of penguins is called a Saeran--

[michilattee]

Day 3 monster

So as you can see i make a mistake when i color this and put too much green :"v so i just spread it to his skin so he looks like he turn into zombie lol

[himmlisch-moon-princess]

Saeran:

Me:

[starlight-drive-in]

All My Life, for You - Ch. 5: Troubled Horizons

Fic Description: Mi-Cha and Saeyoung have been happily married for 5 years and their lives have never been happier. The same could be said for Saeran who is now in a much healthier place than he was a few years ago. The twins are close once again, their lives are healthy and normal for the most part. It would seem the picture perfect happily ever after, if it weren’t for the fact that someone who has been looking for them for a long time is about to make an unwelcome appearance.

Saeyoung has two things in this world he has sworn to protect, and nothing is going to stop him from keeping his promise this time.

Relationships: Saeyoung Choi/MC (named), Saeran Choi/OC

Chapter Description:

Saeran comes clean about what happened to him. Saeyoung's worries compound as more red flags present themselves. The twins get to work on figuring out whats going on.

AO3 Link | First Chapter

Saeyoung pauses in the doorway at his brother’s urgent tone, noting the way his eyebrows knit together in uneasiness. He watches him as the younger twin wrings his hands, eyes darting to the side, not meeting Saeyoung’s.

“Something happened.” Saeyoung says it’s not a question. Shutting the door again and padding over to his brother’s side.

Saeran shakes his head in confirmation. “I think so.”

“You... think so?” Saeyoung says it's not an accusation, he's just genuinely confused.

Saeran chews his nail for a second - an old habit - before reminding himself he’s trying to kick that, and then releases a long breath.

“Did something happen with her, something bad?” Saeyoung tries.

“No! No, this… has nothing to do with her.” Saeran answers, not wanting Jisun’s name smeared even if the timing could seem suspicious. “I don’t actually  know  what exactly happened.”

“O-kay?” Saeyoung says hesitantly.

“Do you ever get the feeling you are being watched?” Saeran inquires.

“Yea. Mi-Cha likes to sneak up behind me when I'm working and watch me, she thinks I don't know but I always feel it.” Saeyoung says somewhat light-heartedly.

“I mean being watched by someone maybe a little less  nice  than your  wife ?” Saeran says pointedly.

Saeyoung looks at him pointedly. “Everyone is less nice than my MC.”

Saeran snorts. “Ok, true.”

“But yes, I know the feeling. We both know there’s a CCTV on every street corner. Not hard to feel watched I suppose.” Saeyoung reasons.

“This.. wasn't like that,” Saeran says matter-of-factly. “Remember, when we were kids?”

“Do I have to?” Saeyoung quips.

Saeran rolls his eyes.

“Ahh! Sorry, continue please!”

“Remember how you said men in suits used to watch you at the cathedral?”

Saeyoung is serious now, he swallows. “Yea.”

“And remember how I told you people in hoods used to follow me around? Right before. Well before I got  absorbed  into Mint Eye. I think this may be like that but I'm not sure because...” he stops, insecurity weighing on him.

“You can tell me anything” his brother reassures, momentary placing a hand on his shoulder encouragingly.  

“I don't know what happened because. I-” He pauses, “I switched.”

“Shit.” Saeyoung says simply.

“Yea, except this time was different because” Saeran unlocks his phone and hands it over to his twin, showing him the messages.

“Whaa?” Is all Saeyoung can say as he reads the two short messages over and over again.

“Whatever this is it's big enough that  he  wanted  you  to know,” Saeran says worriedly. “That scares the shit out of me.”

“Yea. me too.” Saeyoung agrees, uncharacteristically stoic as his eyes bore holes into the screen of his brother’s phone.  

Saeran nods, eyes downcast. “I don't know what it means exactly but I felt very uneasy, and I think he’s trying to help? As odd as that sounds.”

“Can we trust him?” Saeyoung asks slowly, eyes distant.

“I think, in this case. We can. He’s… not  all  bad. I know that that’s hard to believe and his actions in the past have proved the opposite but he feels  different now. He’s a person too. People learn and grow. I’ve changed. I think he might be changing too.”

“Ok.” Saeyoung says with finality.

“Ok?” Saeran questions

“I trust your judgment.” Saeyoung approves

“Y-you do?” Saeran stutters out.

“Yea. Unknown - or whatever you want to call him- is a part of you and he might be the only reason you even survived all that…” Saeyoung trails off, not wanting to elaborate. “His job is to protect you in some way? That's what you learned in therapy?”

“As I understand it, yes.” Saeran affirms, surprised that his brother was listening when he explained the basics of his disorder to him.

“His goal is to protect you, but he still doesn't like me, and that’s putting it lightly, so I don't think he would have told you to say anything to me if it wasn't completely necessary. Unless he thought my help was 110% needed.”

Just then a light knock at the door grabs the twins’ attention. Their eyes snap to meet each other’s, startled. “It’s probably just Mi-Cha.” Saeyoung says flippantly, rising to his feet.

Saeran follows his brother to the door as Saeyoung peaks out the peep-hole, just to make sure. Sure enough, Mi-Cha is standing outside the door, hugging Saeyoung’s laptop to her chest, glancing nervously down each end of the hallway. He opens the door revealing both him and his brother. Her shoulders relax immediately.

“Oh thank God.” She sighs in relief at the sight of her husband and brother-in-law. “You guys scared me!”

“Ah, sorry babe!” Saeyoung says, placing his hand on her shoulders and rubbing gently for a second.

“Looks like our paranoid tendencies have rubbed off on you.” Saeran notes.

“Is everything ok?” she asks, noting the tell-tale and identical look of worry on her family's faces.

“Yea, yea everything's fine-” Saeyoung starts.

“Saeyoung…” Saeran says with his voice low, a warning.

“I was using your laptop to play games, but you got some kind of high-priority security alert?” Mi-Cha says hesitantly, handing it to her husband.

“What?!” Saeyoung exclaims taking the computer out of his wife’s hands and popping it open, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

“What’s going on?” Mi-Cha says, voice stern and concerned.

“It’s nothing, don’t wor-” Saeyoung reassures unconvincingly.

“Hyung.” Saeran says pointedly, meeting his brother's eyes with a hard look, eyes widening in disbelief, no more words are needed for Saeyoung to get the hint.

Mi-Cha notes Saeran’s reaction. “No secrets, remember?”

“Right, ok yea. You’re right.” He says defeated. “Saeran, fill her in while I look into this?” He says hands already frantic on the keys.

Saeran nods once and gestures to the desk chair for her to sit down.

---

“Who do you think they’re working for?” Mi-Cha muses after her brother-in-law has managed to explain to the best of his recollection what's been going on.

“Some remnant of Mint Eye? Or the agency? Our father? Someone Saeyoung pissed off on a job?” Saeran rattles off.

A mildly insulted “Hey” comes from the other side of the room as the sound of clacking continues to fill the room.

“It could be anyone.” Saeran says, somberly. “Any luck over there? Need help?”

“Ugghh” Saeyoung groans, falling back onto the bed. “I can't figure out what’s triggering these alerts. I wrote a program to scan for any mention or trace of each member of the RFA, most are set to low priority- like Zen’s and Jumin’s since they are mentioned online an average of every 5.28 seconds. The only high priority scanners are mine and Saeran’s. And I have one for Rika as well, just in case.”

“Hey! What about me!” Mi-Cha whines, nudging her husband’s foot with hers gently in teasing.

“You, are set to “Ultra-super-cutie-level-606 priority which has 5 sublevels of priority ranging from selfies of you to anything mentioned in conjunction with mine or Saeran’s names, or anything in a government database!”

“Kill me.” Saeran mutters, rolling his eyes.

“Aw, don’t be jealous little bro. I keep a very good eye on you as well!” Saeyoung says cheerily, in stark contrast to the potential weight of their situation.

“I can look after myself.” Saeran retorts.

“Oh and I can’t?” Mi-Cha says, turning to her brother-in-law and placing her hands on her hips in false offense.

“No, Miss I’m Going to go Into This Random Apartment Because Some Sketchy Guy On My Phone Told Me Too, you obviously can not look after yourself.” Saeran answers without skipping a beat.

“So you  admit  you were sketchy then?” Mi-Cha exclaims as if she’s she’s finally gotten a grand confession out of him.

“Of course I was!” Saeran admits openly.

Saeyoung snickers at their back-and-forth while he continues searching for the source of the alerts.

After a while, Saeran settles in next to Saeyoung with his own laptop, scanning local camera activity in an attempt to figure out more about the man who followed him.

Mi-Cha takes a post at Saeyoung’s other side, laying her head on his thigh as she watches the twins work at breakneck speeds.

”Don’t stay up... all night” She warns the pair in a sleepy voice just before dozing off, lulled by the rhythmic staccato of typing.

--

When the sun begins to lighten the sky the twins glance at each other guiltily having defied her warning without even realizing, both caught in the trance of their work.

“I can’t work like this anymore.” Saeran whispers. “There’s only so much we can do from our laptops. Have you found anything useful?”

Saeyoung shifts slightly, finally noticing how numb his leg had gone under the weight of his wife's head. He unconsciously drops one hand into her hair, fingers gliding over the smooth strands as he speaks.

“They appear to be news articles, or something similar. Information bits, or remnants of them at least. When I click the links I get 401 or 403 errors. Almost like something’s blocking me.”

“But that should be-” Saeran interjects.

“-Child’s play, I know. But it isn't. Anyway, we don't have the processing power to crack through it here. All I can tell is that the information mentions something on me, you, or… Rika.”

“None of those can be good.” Saeran grimaces. “Can you track the source?”

“It’s coming through so many proxies I can barely track it before it’s moved to another, I can run a tracker on it but it will take a while,” Saeyoung says, pondering for a moment. “Let’s sleep for a few hours while that runs, and figure out what to do from there.” He pauses. “So much for a normal family vacation, I guess” He adds melancholically.

“Unfortunately, we are not a normal family.” Saeran mumbles into his pillow.

“I guess not.” Saeyoung responds defeatedly and he moves himself and Mi-Cha into a more comfortable position.

Sleep doesn’t find him easily though even with all his exhaustion. His mind runs different scenarios and outcomes relentlessly, tormenting his mind with visions of the people most precious to him in peril and danger.

“God, if you can hear me, please don’t let anything happen to them. Not again. I’ll do anything, take anything. Just please, please keep them safe.” He prays, voice barely a whisper and laden with worry into the dark silence of the room.

Unbeknownst to him, a stray tear finds its way down his wife's cheek as she listens to her husband voices his worries to the emptiness, thinking he’s the only one awake. She keeps her eyes closed but lets her hand fall over his where it encircles her waist. He reacts with a sharp intake of breath, and then a feather-light kiss to the top of her head as his heart swells with the love he has for this woman. His grip tightens around her as if just the act of holding her tighter can keep her safe from the dangers of being who he is. Of being who they  are.

[cupofchasim]

(x)

[ryuchimememessenger]

Just finished Ray route 

[error-what-blog]

Can I please request Saeran comforting mc during a panic attack? Thanks!

Hope you enjoy this, anon~♡

Saeran comforts Mc during a panic attack.

Saeran was sitting in the living room, eating a tub of ice cream and watching some random tv show when he heard a noise emit from the next room. 

It sounded like a whimper. 

He paused the television, waiting to hear anything else. 

Then it happened again. Another soft cry. 

Saeran was quick to follow the noise, located in his shared room with Mc. 

With a gentle push of the door, Saeran saw Mc with her head tucked between her hands with her entire form shaking as multiple sobs wracked her body. 

“Hey,” Saeran said softly as he quickly perched himself in front of Mc. 

When her shaking didn’t stop and she didn’t even glance at him, Saeran knew that Mc was experiencing a panic attack. 

Mc felt like her throat was closing up as the sound of her own frantic heartbeat added the sick feeling welling inside her stomach. 

As Mc put her head between her hands, sobs began to quake her body as she willed every part of her being not to vomit. 

Saeran gently moved Mc’s hands away from her face, finally meeting her eyes as she desperately sobbed. 

“Mc, we’ll get you through this. Come on, breathe with me. Okay breathe in with me,” Saeran made sure she was following, “And now breathe out. Now let’s do it again.” This time, he moved to sit beside her as he wrapped an arm loosely around her shoulders and continued the exercises while rubbing a soothing hand down her back. 

Soon enough, Mc had completely stopped crying and now lay her head on Saeran’s shoulder, totally drained from her episode. 

“Hey, what brought this on?” Saeran whispered softly, holding her close and doing whatever he could to make her fee secure. 

“I don’t know. I’ve been so stressed… it all just built up on me, I guess.” 

“Why didn’t you talk to me? You know you always can right?” Saeran lost count of the amount of times it had been Mc in his position. 

“I know… I just– I don’t know. I didn’t want to dump all my shit on you,” Mc said, bringing a hand up to rub at her face in frustration. 

“Look, Mc, you don’t need to worry about that. This is what I’m here for. We’re together to be happy with each other and that includes when we are feeling down. We talk to each other to remain our best selves. You told me that. It does not only apply one way, it applies to both of us. I love you and I would give everything that I am to see you smiling and happy. So don’t ever hide any of your sadness from me because I don’t hide from you, so don’t think you have to hide from me.”

Mc only nodded in reply, completely taken aback at Saeran’s un-intended speech. 

Both Mc and Saeran lay back on the bed, ready to call it a night. 

But before they drifted off, Mc quietly professed her love to the man beside her and silently swore to do anything she could to make this man happy and proud.

I hope you enjoyed! 

Masterlist

Requests are open~

[anonimusunnoaniswriting]

I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT TO POST THIS.

I wrote about our boi Saeran Choi. After finishing up the Ray route. Please do go read. This was a birthday treat for a friend of mine so yeah.

Pairing: Saeran x reader/MC

Words: 3463

Summary: After the stressful events that you were pulled into since joining the RFA, everyone believes that you need a break. So when your birthday comes around, the RFA makes you and Saeran take a short trip.

[theaussiedragon]

Saeran is so fun to draw

[k0kichiimagines]

You know what's been on my mind? Unknown!Saeran becoming so infatuated in an MC who is a popular metal singer in a metal band.(Like SpiritBox) There's no way you can't tell me saeran doesn't like metal music and would become borderline obsessed with the metal lead singer. Can I get either headcanons or a scenaerio? Whatever is easier for you. Thank youuuu.

YES i love this idea!!!

[unknown]saeran x metal singer! reader

cws : none

he 100% does a rough background check on you, it'd be impossible for him not to notice your career. he tells himself he's only going to listen to one, just to get a feel of your band's style. but one turns into two, into three, into four. he usually just listens to whatever, finds some random playlist on YouTube and never bothers to really pay attention to the artists, only noting a few he particularly likes.

he claims its just background noise, it's surely useful to listen to your stuff while he works considering his current mission. perhaps he could learn something about you to help in some way? yeah, that's the only reason. perhaps the songs aren't half - bad either. he doesn't pause his typing when you sing, he doesn't lift his fingers for a second so he can clearly hear your voice and nothing else. nah, he always has another reason.

perhaps he'll send you fanmail. walk to you in the street with a mask and ask you to sign something. not because he's actually a fan, just because it's useful. somehow. he'll think of how later.

he's not looking uo interviews and photos because he likes you, he's just sending you teasing 'im a big fan' texts to mess with you. not because he likes you.

he might even show to a concert or two, if you have one while party planning. it's not unknown the hacker, but saeran. it's saeran watching you from the crowd with a fascinated look. the hacker has no feelings for you, because it would be inconvenient to.

but saeran ? saeran may in fact do.

(also convince your band mates to help you write a song inspired by a certain white haired hacker and he'll 100% notice and comment to you about it. your biggest fan)

[cheribonnefoy]

Why is that (uh, I forgot her name...Jumin's fiance... Or smth) here tho xD so random. But yeah, just did it for fun.

[edgelord-saeran]

Hello🌸 can you write something fluffy with unknown pls?? I really miss your unknown series

(Ask and you shall receive~ I've always got time for my best boy)

They typically didn't message each other anymore. If Unknown wanted to find her, he did, popping out of crowds or suddenly showing up at her apartment.

And if she wanted to see him? It was like the hacker had a radar that went off whenever she thought of him. It was startling the first couple times he'd appeared two seconds after she'd thought of him, but she got used to it rather quickly.

So when she sent him a simple text saying Dinner at 8 he was a little surprised. Their previous message log was just a string of numbers. Hotel rooms.

Needless to say, he didn't respond. He instead grabbed his jacket off the back of chair and headed toward the door. Magenta wouldn't explode over night, and he sure as hell didn't plan on coming back within the next 24 hours.

He unlocked the door to her apartment (with his own key!!) a little earlier than the requested 8, but he really didn't care. It gave them more time. What he didn't expect when he opened the door was to find her standing over a smoldering skillet, every fan on and every window open.

"Oh hey. You're here." She said, still focusing on fanning the smoke away.

"I'm guessing that's dinner?" He ask, toeing his boots off and walking over.

"Well it's not anymore." She said with a scowl. She looked up at him with a frown. "Sorry. I wanted to make a home dinner but... I never was the best cook."

"I can see that." He said with a grin. She hit him on the arm, playfully mad. He grinned as he began to move around her, looking in the cabinets. "You clean that, I'll make us something."

"That defeats the purpose." She said, scraping the remains of her meal into the trash before running some dishwater.

"Considering how many times you've fed me, this is fair." He said, mixing up a batter. She grabbed a different pan out of the cabinet, placing it on the already hot element. He grinned at her, a giddy feeling in his chest at how she seemed to read his mind.

The pancakes were quickly made and quickly eaten afterward.

"Good?" He asked her. She gave a satisfied smile and nodded.

"The best~"

And if those pancakes lead to syrupy kisses and maybe something more? He'd never tell.