Morning sun rays cascaded over the land, painting the crops and trees in warm hues. Yet, when you stepped out onto the porch, the cold chill bit at your ankles, undoubtedly laughing at your foolish faith in late April's temperatures.
Wrapping your arms around yourself, you stepped down the few steps and landed your worn-out sneakers in the dewy grass.
You didn't make it past the bushes of raspberries - their young, green leaves just shy of opening to catch more light - when the reason for your early wandering appeared.
Cole's pensive face brightened into a soft smile upon seeing you, his slow pace quickening to reach you in a few strides.
Despite the cold, the sleeves of Cole's plaid shirt were already rolled up and the front unbuttoned, showing the simple white undershirt. Those farm boys sure ran hotter than city raised ones.
"Good morning, lamb," he greeted you in a hushed tone.
"Hi," you tipped your face up, silently demanding that first, sweet kiss of the day.
Cole chuckled, but leaned to taste your lips. When your arms sneaked around him, squeezing him tight to you as you often did to a pillow right after he got out of bed, Cole teased your bottom lip with the tip of his tongue before ending the kiss.
"What are you doing out?" He asked, engulfing you in his warmth.
"I'm hungry." Your blunt reply made him laugh.
"I'm quite sure you know where the kitchen is." Cole's tone was teasing, his blue eyes sparkling mischievously as he leaned closer to your ear and added: "It's where I fucked you yesterday, with that big fat cock you were crying is too big for your tight, city pussy to take."
You couldn't stop the hitch in your breath at the memory, nor the hot wave that rushed through your veins.
"Yes-" your voice wavered slightly- "I know where everything is. But I like eating with you."
Cole's face softened to this near admiration with which he often looked at you. Even at times when you felt ridiculous attempting to help him around the farm, still so out of your depth. No matter what you were doing - whether you worked on your laptop in the small office Cole set up for you, or chasing baby goats - he always looked at you as if you were the most beautiful wonder of the world.
"Then how about some pancakes?" He kissed your temple and then started walking toward the house - his arm wrapped around you, holding you to his side.
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You've heard 'Shinji is a closeted queer kid, he shouldn't be considered pathetic cause he buckles under the weight of protecting the whole world'
Now get ready for 'Asuka watched her mom take her own life after attempting to kill her, she's not a bitch, she's a traumatized orphan who has been repeatedly told that her only value in life is what she can give others'
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