#platonic g/t

[canipleasegetthenumber15]

Another Plaidified Fairytale: Snow White and the Seven Borrowers (bc ofc I'd find a way to make it g/t lol)

Snow White's home/family life is messy, so she often retreats into nature for peace of mind. On a particularly long excursion, she stumbles upon what she thinks is an abandoned cabin... only to discover that 7 borrower men (aged in their 20s-30s maybe?) have already taken residence there. It only takes a moment for the guys' little hearts to melt over how sweet Snow is, and they immediately start to see her as their little sister. She also has the ability to communicate/tame animals, which was also evidence to the borrowers that she's safe.

And then I added a fun little comic of human Raps and human Fen meeting and instantly becoming friends lol. In their natural/canon sizes, Raps is much larger than Fen, but if they were actual humans, Raps would be the shorter one.

[fjsjjgnnfjdjf]

A gift for @canipleasegetthenumber15, I really liked this mini-comic so much that I needed to see it in the style of the series

I tried to keep the essence and expressions of the original as much as possible. I hope you like it ✨

[smimon]

If you´re still doing the drawing suggestions: You and giant K in a big nice hug that puts you at ease 💗

Maybe with him kneeling on the floor with one leg up and you standing on his leg so you´re about the same height?

That's a sweet one, thank you 💗 this sounds like something almost too wobbly for comfort but that's ok he's bik and stronk

[picklehat3r]

Does anyone have any good parental g/t recommendations

Please I'm starved for found family g/t

[movie-plush-baby]

(Tumblr you FUCK LET ME POST THIS)

Imagine holding your Cookie Run comfort character in your palms as a human. You’re a big, scary human who can eat them. And they’re a tiny little cookie. You could eat them right there, take a huge bite out on them… but you don’t. You wouldn’t do that to them.

How do they react? Are they horrified and trying to inch away? Are they ready to fight you? Or are they just mildly amused at the situation?

And what do you do to them? Do you continue inspecting them in your palms and let them inspect you? Do you try and convince them that you’re completely safe? Or do you give ‘em a big smooch on the forehead?

[tiny-minecraft-rabbit]

Ooh! Please could you do Ethdubs with 10 or 20?

Etho moved around his kitchen, making his coffee with the old French press he hadn't touched since the day Doc had gifted it to him. He was tempted to turn his generator on just to power his coffee machine; but they were barely into late fall, the power outage caused by an accident involving a power line instead of the usual snowstorms that would cause two to three in a span of two months when winter hit. He didn't need to waste the gas when the power would be back on today and he only needed to fend off the cold with his own jacket and some coffee made with a French press and water heated on his gas stove.

He poured the small pot of boiling water into the French press, because void knows he doesn't actually have a kettle, and leaned back against the counter to let his coffee steep or whatever you were supposed to do with a French press.

It was the quietness of the moment that let him hear the soft scrap of wood, something that was usually so quiet it couldn't be heard over the usual bustle of his own movements let alone if he had something playing on the TV or his radio tuned to the news. He glanced at the board trim of his counter, a singular spot he had learned to find after many of visits from the second resident of the house. A little door, cut into the board trim, barely noticeable from the outside unless you knew where to look and even then it was pretty well blended into the grain of the wood. It was pushed open and his housemate, wrapped in his usual cloak covered in dried moss, dragged himself out.

The moment Bdubs saw him he was sent the fiercest glare he's ever gotten from him. Etho was really hoping he wasn't about to be blamed for the power outage. If Bdubs yelled at him about the cold he'd probably trudge right out to the generator and flip it on, and wouldn't that be annoying? Going the whole morning without flipping it on just to let a little guy bully him into it.

"Etho," Bdubs growled, crossing his arms the moment he was standing in the middle of the counter.

"Bdubs," Etho replied calmly, though after a moment he shifted his gaze and started glancing around the kitchen. Even at three (and a 3/8ths!) inches tall Bdubs had an intimidating glare.

"It's cold," Bdubs said shortly.

Etho hummed. "I thought you had the best insulated walls a borrower could ever have?" He questioned, directly quoting Bdubs from a few weeks ago.

"I do!" He was quick to defend. Offense to defense in an instance. "I- I just-! Why on Earth is it so freaking cold? You usually flip the generator on within the hour!"

It was still weird, but something he was getting intimately used to, hearing Bdubs talk about his usual habits. To Etho, they had only known each other a few months, having caught Bdubs when he was attempting to borrower while too sick to stand. Bdubs, however, had been in the home for about as long as Etho himself had. Years to memorize his schedule and habits and favorite foods. Bdubs knew him with an intimacy that very few people even got close to. He was slowly doing the same with Bdubs, learning each little thing about his housemate, to be able to pick up where and when he'd be and what he'd do and say. Getting to know every bit of him that he could.

"The power should be back on soon. It's not that cold, Dubs, you can wait it out."

"Maybe for you!" Bdubs shouted back, "Big oaf! You're big enough to heat up a whole room yourself."

Etho chuckled, "I'm really not."

There was a half second of silence, not anything anyone else would notice but Etho had gotten used to Bdubs' quick tongue that any moment of hesitation to think meant he was about to say something really interesting. "Well prove it then! If you're soo cold too, then I bet you couldn't warm me up."

His eyes immediately shot back down to the borrower. Bdubs was still arm crossed, still looking determined as ever to get what he wanted. Etho thought he had just wanted the generator back on, for the heater to start warming up his tunnels in the walls again. Seems he had something else in mind now.

Etho couldn't help the growing smirk, "Oh? Is that what this is about? Want me to warm you up?"

"N-No!" Bdubs replied, "Don't think I want this! I just think you're holding out on me. You could easily control the heat in the house and you're purposely making it cold to spite me! Now, I would be inclined to believe it's "not that cold" to you, cause the whole being a giant thing, but you insist you're freaking cold too. So, I know you're just being mean to be mean. How about that?"

Etho rolled his eyes. "Right. I see. Okay, I'll "prove" to you that I'm "cold"," he said, making the quotations with his fingers.

Bdubs either didn't notice or didn't care. "You better!"

Etho hesitated a moment, definitely still not used to picking up Bdubs, before setting his hand down on the counter. Bdubs had less of a moment of hesitation before climbing right on.

Bdubs blinked down at Etho's palm his own palms pushing into the skin (along with his knees), "What the heck? Why are your hands actually just as cold as mine?"

Etho slowly lifted Bdubs up, his other hand cupping around the back so there was one less side for Bdubs to tumble off of. "Told you."

Bdubs shot him a glare as he stood up. He looked around for a second before spying the sleeve opening of Etho's jacket. "Ah-ha!"

Etho had no clue what he was doing until Bdubs had shoved his entire hand down his sleeve. The little limb was cold against the warmed skin within his jacket.

"Just as I thought! You are holding out on me, your jacket is better than my moss- better at keeping in heat that is. My moss is the best in every other way, of course."

Etho sighed heavily. Bdubs was gunning to try and get into the jacket and that meant one of two actions. Either sticking Bdubs in one of the pockets until he complains about the amount of swaying and Etho takes him out for him to complain again OR Etho sits down somewhere and lets Bdubs curl up wherever he wants and Etho gets nothing else done until the power comes back on.

Then, Etho remembered another option.

He set Bdubs back down on the counter, ignoring his complaining, and flipped his jacket open. He has an inside breast pocket, one that he did not often use.

He dug his fingers in, making sure it was empty, and pulled out a packet of travel tissues and set it aside. With nothing else inside the pocket he scooped Bdubs back up. He gave the borrower a moment to realize what was happening, and when no actual complaints came out his mouth, he slipped Bdubs into the breast pocket and let his jacket sit against his chest again.

For just a moment the weight of Bdubs was heavy in his pocket. Especially as he readjusted and got comfortable, but soon it was as unnoticeable as the packet of tissues had been.

"You good, Bdubs?"

Instead of the usual shouting, Bdubs voice came out quietly, something so soft in the words, "Your heartbeat is so loud..."

"Wh- What was that?" Etho asked.

There was some sputtering and then, "Nothing! Just that I was right! This is much warmer. I am a genius."

Etho let the blush creep away from his face, chuckling softly, "Yeah. You're a real genius."

[cheeseybeans8]

Hector wondered how Kol would react if she was given some scritches. Much to his amusement, she loves them. 

The raurgar species was inspired by the Hunter Titans from @redcoaster​’s “Attack on Titan” fanfiction, “Rogue”.��

Art by @misamy-art

[entomolog-t]

NEW BRAIN ROT

A borrower and his pregnant wife hunker down in a new and safer house after a last minute move due to their old residence adopting a cat. She is dealing with constant cravings, so the husband takes it upon themselves to try and steal more and more random (and frustratingly hard to open/carry foods).

Prying open the fridge, stealing whole cans to try and crack open, trying to figure out how to steal various liquids without just puncturing the cartons...

Inevitably, this risky behavior gets them caught. They managed to pry the fridge open again, only for the human ( who moments ago was asleep) to sleepily open up the fridge. In their panic they manage to get their legs stuck in the barred rack, leaving them in full sight of the human.

The human shouts falling back at the unexpected sight and for a moment the two just stare.

The human reaches for him and this time it's the borrower who falls back, leg still stuck between bars. Their pleas just slip out-

"Please, I have a wife and a child on the way- "

The human pauses, his hand changing orientation, going from reaching to grab to offering an open palm to help the borrower stand.

They're caught by a young man roughly the same age as them. Though taken aback by the bizzare scenario, the human offers a nervous smile and asks them what they were trying to get.

The borrower sheepishly admits they were trying to get pickles and peanut butter.

The human man lets out a genuine laugh, nodding as if agreeing.

"Dude, my wife gets the same craving!"

The borrower is surprised at the revelation, but for some reason he finds the similarities between their situation reassuring.

The man helps him out of the fridge and packs up some food for him, adding a few extra snacks as well as multivitamins for his wife. All the while the two quickly bond over their situation. Both are first time fathers, both are terrified yet excited, both are head over heels for their wives etc...

The borrower doesn't leave right away. They stay up talking, opening up a beer or sharing a late night coffee. Regardless, the two somehow manage to put the bizzareness of their situation on the back burner due to the excitement of finding someone else that can relate.

AHH

Just two soon to be Dad Bros trying to navigate uncharted water.

Bonus points if both their wives are listening in like "What the fuck is going on?" But neither of them want to go through the hassle of getting up to investigate because they're sore and everything sounds fine..

[moontail13]

Wholesome origins doodles because I miss them

[canipleasegetthenumber15]

Happy Valentine's day, here's platonic affection between April and Mikey :)

Sending love to those who are having a rough time. Sometimes holidays suck. If you're struggling, you're not alone.

[st4rryyynight]

★ insert a sigh here, all I want is to be scooped up in a giant's palm and be pressed against against their face. Oh to be gently nuzzled against their cheek as I sit in their hand. Is that too much to ask. Is that too much to —★

[gtraccoon]

i don’t ship shadowvanilla but i love their dynamic

(spoilers for B-Y e8)

but platonically can we think about the reverse size difference?? pv forgave him but SM’s soul jam was crushed. what if that caused all of shadow’s powers to jus go away? and… you know me, he’s small now.

balancing his new strength while being the only one forgiving enough to care for tiny little shadow milk ???

hurts my heart. imagine shadow milk being scared and getting pissed off, telling PV off for grabbing him too hard or smt; and he’s just like “sorry; but what about all the times before when you did that to me and my friends??” smilk got clocked and PV is just like “thanks for expressing your concern, i won’t do it again.”

because it’s a learning experience for both of them. pv is navigating all the new shit he can do and SM is upset over all the stuff he can’t do. mostly, feed himself.

of course pv wants to help but imagine how conflicting it would be because of all the ridiculous amount of trauma SM has put on him?

also candy apple and black sapphire shhhh and maybe truthkess recluse sometime shhhhhshhhh

however in this au i’ll allow him to still be able to fly sometimes because that’s adorable hello…. anyway, yeah; so i’m gonna draw shit for this because i’m in love with this idea.. idk what i’m gonna call it but i have a A LOT of ideas S

[subukunojess]

Doey Requests (Regular/Giant/Growing/Monster)

I know it’s been the first day since my poll, but I wanted to post this since I kind of have a block right now.

I am taking requests/suggestions for Doey the Doughman via Inbox, Replies, Reblogs, or DM regarding the following:

Normal Doey

Giant/Growing Doey

Monster/Hostile Doey

I’ll see what I can do and I will credit/tag you!

[adream-melody]

QUARTET NIGHT with Chubby, Motherly-type Reader

Requested by @lonesomeseafairy

"Can I request a Starish or Quartet Night with a Chubby motherly reader?? ( platonic if you could do that! ) :3 I hope to see more of UtaPri since I recently got into the anime!"

My first request! I am elated. I hope you enjoy the series… The movies are very good as well! I decided to write for QUARTET NIGHT only, I hope that's okay.

When it comes to AI, he's the one that seems the most mature and organised of all, but he can still be childish in certain situations. Although reticent at first, a motherly-type of friend would help Ai to regulate himself better - he tends to get obsessive over things he likes and regularly loses sleep doing stuff like practising music or online gaming, so I believe someone who would remind him to take breaks or just stop and relax would help him to manage his free time better. He would find it a bit distracting at first, but with time he would understand that it is what's best for him and become thankful for the small caring gestures of this friend.

It's not something that everybody knows and even less people would know how to deal with it, but he was extremely confused once he overheated and this friend tried their best to help him with it. Following instructions without prying or asking for reasons as to why - merely helping out of worry for his well being, was something he had not really experienced many times before. Although this friend would not force him to tell any of his past if he didn't want to, I feel Ai would eventually tell them about his nature once he felt a bit more comfortable with it.

Once he gets close to this friend, they would be the first person he would call when he wanted to discuss his thoughts and discoveries about feelings, people, and the like. He has the bad habit of doing so late at night, though, so sometimes he still gets scolded about it…

For RANMARU, he would be very pissed off at first. If this friend is a woman - well, he doesn't do very well with women to begin with, even less with ones that tell him what to do. Little by little he would come to accept it, rather than admit that he appreciates it, and come to expect a warm blanket over him once he wakes up from a nap, or a small snack next to him, rather than complain about it.

It might be out of respect or to avoid being scolded, but whenever this friend is present, he tries his best not to use overly aggressive language and be AT LEAST a little polite; if he catches himself being too rude, he would quickly look at his friend as if trying to see if he has been caught and about to be called out. He might even call them by their last name if they preferred (no honorifics, though!).

Once he and this friend become closer, I think he would be the type that would enjoy just plain hanging out, no need to talk deep or become too sentimental. He would invite them over to his flat for drinks (which would have this friend bring him some plants or knick knacks, his apartment is so empty!), and might even accept help with dyeing his hair once the roots start to show again.

Similar to Ranmaru, CAMUS would first find it a nuisance. Who were them to tell him what to do and how to act? Of course in front of other people he would be cordial and sweet, but on their own when there's no cameras around, Camus would not be very welcoming to that kind of behaviour. Rather than think of it as someone taking care of him, he would see it as someone looking down on him, as a lot of people did back in the Silk Palace.

This friend manages to get closer to Camus by making a good cup of tea and bringing some nice sweets. He would begrudgingly accept the brewing as acceptable, no matter how amazing it is, and would drink it in silence. Once he sees that this friend is not drinking tea, or eating the snacks themselves but rather serving them to him, he would say something alike to how it's not polite to stand while someone else was eating - a sneaky way to invite them to sit as well (maybe after feeling guilty because of his harsh words and treatment).

He doesn't want to assume anything related to eating habits given his friend's weight and he's unsure if the question would come as too intrusive or offensive, so he would come up with a roundabout way of finding if this friend had any snack preferences. He would pretend he just bought some, and ask if they would be willing to share over a cup of tea, or come up with an excuse to invite this friend to a shop he's been meaning to check himself.

One has to be careful, though, as dealing with Camus is quite tricky. He does not appreciate when people act (in his eyes), as if they know better than him. Still, he would accept once in a while for this friend to warn him to stop eating so much sugar at once, or casually help him calm down if he gets too angry at something in particular.

Finally, with REIJI, it would be a bit of a tug of war at first. He's the one that acts like an elder brother to the rest of QUARTET NIGHT and STARISH (or anything younger than him, really) so he tends to take the role of caretaker most of the time. At first it would confuse him, and he wouldn't really know how to react - he's not used to being the one being taken care of.

He would learn to appreciate it, though he would pass it as a joke as he tends to do. He would comment something about this friend being "reichan-senpai's senpai! so you better behave!". If this person is good enough at reading people OR has gotten close enough to Reiji, he would cherish those moments where his friend asked him for menial things as a way to distract him when his mood grew sadder as it tends to do at times.

If he got close enough to this friend to talk about it, he would open up about his weight as well. Although he doesn't want to assume either, he knows people can be overly judgemental about it, even more in his line of work, and would see this person as a safe space to talk. He's good at cooking and his family runs a bento shop so he's a good eater, and although he is pretty athletic, he is not as skinny as most people would expect an idol to be - pairing with his height, he has become a bit insecure about it. Even if he doesn't like when people fight, let alone fight for his sake, he can't help but feel a bit glad when this friend stands up to him after Ai called him overweight once.

He would try to pay this friend back on his own way, that being by his cooking or inviting them out for a ride, to show his appreciation as well. It's a constant battle of out-parenting each other!

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[general-gt]

Obligatory birthday fic posted on the next day for my country. Deltarune could definitely be said to have gotten out of hand and I haven’t even touched the new stuff yet.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66171538

[callofdudes]

Yesss!! Cod g/t brain worm! I just really need as much tiny!y/n, ghost, soap, and gaz with guant!price fics as I can handle!

Giant!Price and his little tinys helping him cooking in the kitchen. Like tiny!soap amd ghost pushing the ingredients to price when he needs them, while tiny!y/n mixes the pot and tiny!gaz is the taste tester!! It's so cute🥺🥺

P.s. I am sending something kinda similar to this to other authors as well. BUT I AM CHANGING THE PROMPT!! I just want to see everyone's take on cod g/t. So if you're uncomfortable with multiple authors also writing something not super similar to this, but still a cod g/t fic, I understand and you can just ignore this. Thank you🩷🩷

Shut up this is so adorable. I immediately thought of them as those little tiny chibi like characters. So just know that is what I'm picturing as I write this. Their little beans now. I hope you enjoy it, this was an interesting experiment.

When a family makes a home.

Price was in charge of taking care of his little ones. While you weren't always the most military efficient, Price brought you guys everywhere with him. On leave he had shelves above his bed where he had set up beds and configurations for sleep, all for you guys.

At night dropping you all off at your little platforms and making sure you were snuggled in so you wouldn't fall off. Even if you did, his chest would be there as a landing pad.

Even so, sometimes you guys would come and snuggle with him. Mostly you or Johnny, which frequently leads to you guys trapped under his weighted blanket.

If there is one thing you all like to do together though, it's baking. Price was taught by his mother how to cook and bake, and that was something that always stuck with him. Making bread or cupcakes. He wasn't always the best decorator there ever was, but it worked out.

Especially with his little helpers. Price got up and ready for the day, having a shower and dressing in something fresh. Coming outside to see four little people standing outside the door expectantly. Like cats almost.

He chuckled softly, walking down the hall with you all following after him. Johnny hopped and grabbed Simon's hand as they ran with him.

Gaz tagged along behind with you, having a conversation about something or other. The morning laziness was nice, especially since Price didn't get time off a lot. What with work?

You headed to the kitchen and Johnny jumped excitedly. "We'll help!!"

"We always help, Johnny." Simon pokes his cheek, making the Scot pout a little.

Price bent down, gently picking you all up, Johnny and Gaz getting comfy. Simon huffed and stepped into Price's hand with you behind him.

"So what are we making??" You asked, leaning forward to inspect the clean counter and washed-down stove.

"Omelets, I'm fixing for one today. That alright?"

Gaz gave his biggest thumbs up. As a taste tester of course he got to be the first to approve. 😌

"Perfect." Price got out a pan. "Alright," He headed to the fridge, narrating quietly as he got out eggs, milk, onions, peppers and whatever else they needed. He set them in a pile and placed his hand over the man to make sure it was hot.

He poured some oil in the pan and you all stood around watching. Gaz had a little spot by the spice rack where he usually sat. In his words, his job was to "sit there and look pretty." Which he did very well.

Price felt the pan was hot and reached his hand out. "Eggs."

Simon got up, Johnny and him each taking a side to flip the carton open. "How about this one Simon??"

"Looks heavy as fuck."

"This one it is then!"

Simon sighed, going over and taking off his little gloves, helping Johnny wiggle the egg out and carry it back on wobbly legs to Price.

"Thank you." Price cracked the egg in the pan, watching it sizzle and start to cook. "I'm going to flip it a few times and then you can have it y/n."

You smiled, nodding and rushing over. At the ready Captain Price!

"Ok, one, two, pull!" Johnny pushed the jug of milk forward with all his might, Simon grabbing the handle and tugging, his feet struggling under the marble countertop.

Slowly dragging it over.

"See.. this isn't too hard!"

"Thank you, both of you."

Johnny smiled, hopping on Simon and squeezing him. "aye aye captain!"

Simon pinched Johnny's cheek. "You're horrible."

You watched, smiling and looking into the pan. Price poured a dab of milk in and smoothed the egg around, ordering up another egg which Johnny and Simon quickly fetched.

Once Price popped it in he handed you the flipper. "Have at it kiddo."

"Yes!" You jumped in, standing on the edge, close but not too close, stirring the egg and flipping it with all your might!

Price went to the fridge again and poured three glasses of orange juice. He set down a big one and two small ones. Then getting out pineapple and mango for Simon and Gaz. Two little glasses.

You take a few sips while you watch the pan, grabbing the handle again and squishing it under the omelette, grunting and pushing it up and flipping it. Getting the folded side over too.

"How's it looking y/n?" Price asked.

"It looks good!

"Careful with that knife you two." He said over to Johnny and Simon. Simon looked over at Price. They'd gotten out the peppers and onions, Johnny holding the handle while Simon guided the blade down on the vegetable.

"Don't worry, If Johnny loses a hand I won't worry."

"Hey! You'd worry if I lost a hand." Johnny rested his chin on the handle, pouting out his lip at Simon.

Simon grumbled a little. "Yeah,.. just hold the knife."

Johnny grinned, knowing that was a yes, and went back to work.

Price looked at Gaz who sipped his pineapple mango. "Comfy?"

Gaz looked at him, then the others. "Sure beats having to chop peppers captain."

Price hummed and nodded. "Of course." He finished off his drink and grabbed a plate from the cupboard. Heading over to you. "Alright kiddo, I'll squeeze in here for a moment."

You hopped out of the way and Price took the flipper, putting the omelette on the plate. "Alright, a couple more eggs."

Simon scuttled over while Johnny held the handle of the knife, stepping into the carton and grabbing an egg.

"Careful Simon." You warned. Simon huffed, pulling the egg and wiggling it out. He hopped back down, starting to walk over and - crack.

Simon slipped in the egg white that spilled, the whole egg cracking and flooding down on him. You snickered, covering your mouth quickly.

"Son." Price chuckled, holding out his hand. Simon lifted his mask and spat out egg white. Covered from head to toe.

"Shut up." He grumbles before any of you can say anything. "You've been egged!" You snort.

Johnny came over with an armful of pepper chippings. "I got us- ah!" He slipped, egg white staining all up and down his back.

Gaz burst out laughing, followed by you. Johnny whined, standing up and shaking out his dripping gooey hands.

"Oh come on. Who did that??"

Price held out his hand, Johnny seeing Simon also completely drenched in egg. Well, he was glad he wasn't like Simon... He was swimming in it!

Price lightly shook his head. "Ok y/n, you and Gaz keep an eye on the stove, I'll get these two cleaned up."

"Yes sir." You bent down, grabbed a cloth from the stove handlebar and lifted it. Poking your head up carefully as you walked with the large thing.

"Careful," Gaz warned, also getting up and making sure you didn't slip. You huffed, throwing the towel on the small spill, shuffling your feet while Gaz came over and picked up the eggshells.

Once all is clean you get some pepper pieces and put them in the pan. Gaz and you grabbing another egg out.

Gaz went around again and turned down the heat. He spotted the unattended omelette on the plate. Casually walking over and sitting down. He pulled the corner close and took a big chomp.

"Hey, this is pretty good."

"Are you already eating it??" You snickered. "You won't get to taste test."

"I already did. And besides, he won't notice."

You both waited until Price returned with freshly washed clothes Johnny and Simon. "We survived!" Johnny waved, both hopping down onto the counter.

Price chuckled. "Now where were we?"

"Putting another omelette in."

And so you got to work. Simon and Johnny helping with more ingredients and getting the spice shakers to Price. You helped flip and stir, making up some better egg batter to pour in. And Gaz sat and looked pretty.

When all was said and done Price cut up some pieces for you four and had his plate. "Want to test it Gaz??"

"He already-"

Gaz shushed you softly, batting his eyelashes innocently at Price. "Yes, I do." Price tore a piece and gave it to Gaz, who gobbled it down. Giving a thumbs up. "It's really good-" he said through a mouthful.

You each took your plates and followed Price. Getting help down onto the floor and waddling after him with your omelettes. An adorable sight.

You made it to Price's office and he helped you all onto the desk. Grabbing on his laptop, a blanket and a Nintendo Switch.

He put the blanket on the end of his desk and you all sat around the Nintendo Switch, happily eating and watching videos.

"Hey Price??" You poked your head up. Price looking over.

"This is good."

"Well, you helped make it, so pat yourselves on the back too." He ruffles your hair with his thumb.

Johnny giggled, Simon rolled his eyes, and Gaz just continued to look pretty.

It was a peaceful morning.

Price went back to tapping away on his keyboard while you guys watched different videos. Cheering, laughing and talking as you ate.

Price never felt bugged hearing you guys talk. Just glad he had you guys around with him.