“Ji, I want you to cook it for me.”

“Babe, I can’t. Remember how you’re mad at me for two weeks just because I made breakfast before?”

“That was before and it was because of you that my place dirty and smelly for those two weeks.”

“Still, how can you expect me to cook and keep it clean if I can’t even do a simple breakfast easily?”

“Aww, is my baby still sulking over that~”

“I’m not a baby,” firm was his voice. Chuckling, she scooted near his side on the couch before placing up her hands around his nape and cupping up his face, to lock on their gazes together. Yet, the dragon was avoiding her eyes, trying to look anywhere and everywhere but not her who was now straddling his waist, “Look at me babe, am I not beautiful now that I’d pregnant?”

Shaking his head as the answer, she kissed his lips before whispering on that sinful pair, “So why don’t you look at me?”

“Because then I’ll agree to cook, soon the kitchen will be dirty and you’re mad at me again,” pouting, he still got his arms around her waist nonetheless. “Yup, you’re still a baby, my baby. So baby boy, let’s go and cook ok?”

She got up and pulled him together towards the kitchen, “I hate you,” he muttered out lowly, hoping for her not to hear. “I love you too baby boy, now don’t make it dirty, ok?”

i think this drabbles seem to be stagnant~