![]() ![]() ![]() “I should probably explain right-,” he said before you interrupted with a stern yes. “What happened in here? I mean, did you even make anything, because it looks like all the ingredients landed on you,” you said, bringing your hand up to your forehead. How could he be so happy when their kitchen was ruined and destroyed. It absolutely blew your mind seeing him act that way. “Hey there, love,” Christian said, giving you the biggest smile with a corresponding wave. ![]() You couldn’t have been more lost for words. He was definitely one of the most interesting parts of the room because it seemed as though he was cooking on himself rather than actually making anything. In the middle of all the chaos stood Christian. There was also a fair share of ingredients on the floor. There were utensils thrown all over the counter and a large amount of flour covering almost all the surfaces of the kitchen, but it seemed as though most of the ingredients Christian had used could be found on him. “Christian…I.” you mumbled again, looking at your kitchen. It quite literally looked as though a tornado had come through the kitchen, leaving nothing but destruction in its path. Coffee was something you needed, but when you got a glimpse of what was happening in the kitchen, you realized you wouldn’t be getting coffee anytime soon. You rubbed your eyes with the sleeves of your robe, your vision focusing when you reach the kitchen. With a small groan, you got up and pulled on your robe before heading off to the ruckus you heard coming from the kitchen. The bed was empty when you were expecting to find your sleeping fiance next to you. “Christian…” you mumbled under your breath, turning to your side to reach for a body that wasn’t there. The morning sunlight that crept into the bedroom through the slits in the curtains was enough to wake you up. ![]()
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