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Trophy eyes slowly drifted open although he immediately covers them due to being blinded by the sunlight shining through their blinds. Trophy rubbed his eyes up before grabbing his phone checking the time, 6:35 AM. Trophy sighed, placing his phone back onto the nightstand before looking over at his girlfriend, still fast asleep. Trophy listened to Clover’s quiet breathing, watching her chest slowly rise and fall. She was stunning, so relaxed it made Trophy’s heart flutter. Trophy sometimes wondered how he got lucky enough to date such a beautiful lady.
He smiled leaning toward her and gently leaving a kiss on her forehead before getting up. He went to bathroom to quickly shower and brush his teeth. Afterwards he swiftly got dressed in a white tank top and some sweatpants quietly opening the door to not wake Clover up, once out he gently shuts the door.
Trophy walked to the kitchen before getting an idea. Trophy wanted to surprise Clover with some amazing breakfast! Usually Clover makes breakfast but he wants to make it today. It looks easy enough so how hard can it be? Plus Trophy works in the kitchen this should practically be a piece of cake!
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So Trophy might have underestimated how difficult it would be. It was in fact not a piece of cake as he originally thought. He tried to make pancakes but it just got stuck to the pan because he didn’t put enough butter or he poured way to much of the batter then he tried cooking some hash browns but he ended up burning them into solid rocks Trophy even had to open some windows by how smokey it was! He was surprised he didn’t trigger the fire alarm by how bad it was.. although in the bright side he was able to make some eggs that are actually edible and looked delicious! Trophy grabbed a loaf of bread and took two pieces of the bread putting them in the toaster to let them cook.
Trophy opened the cabinets grabbing two glass cups before placing them down on the counter. Trophy grabbed a container of orange juice from the fridge pouring it into his glass, normally he would make tea but he didn’t feel like heating up some water right now. Clover doesn’t really like orange juice like that so he put the container away and doesn’t serve her it, instead grabs some chocolate milk and pours it into her cup. Just as he start putting the chocolate milk away the toast pop out of the toaster, perfect timing! Trophy picks up the toast careful not to burn his hands before placing onto the plate with eggs.
Clover would probably like the toast better with butter Trophy thought to himself immediately grabbing some butter and spreading it on the toast with a butter knife. After looking at his masterpiece he feels pride enter his veins.
“Clover will love this!” He proudly announced to himself. Trophy looked over at the dishes in the sink debating if he wants to clean them. It wasn’t technically his turn to do them, but giving Clover a break would be nice.. and if Clover is happy then she’ll be happy with him which makes him a good boyfriend! Trophy smiled at the idea of Clover being happy with him so he immediately got to work on the dishes.
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Clover stirred around trying to get comfortable still tired and tried to grab onto Trophy to snuggle up with him but felt no one there. Confused, Clover opened her eyes a bit seeing him gone and hummed in slight disappointment. She sat up stretching a bit looking around their room. Hanged photos that Trophy took of them together, the closest they shared cracked open with their clothes mixed in there, the flowers Trophy got for her resting in a beautiful vase. Clover happily sighed before getting up to brush her teeth afterward she decides to change out of her PJs putting on a white shirt that belongs to Trophy and a pair of green shorts.
She opened the blinds to the window all the way up, appreciating the view outside before finally heading out. She nearly walked by the kitchen before noticing Trophy in there. “Trophy!” Clover says in a cheerful tone and walks over to him. Trophy looks up from the dishes a bit embarrassed Clover caught him doing them. “Oh you’re doing the dishes! Isn’t it my turn today though?” Clover asks resting her head on his shoulder watching him clean. “Y-yeah it is.” Trophy responds his face a bit red. “Then why are you doing it?”
“Because I wanted to handle it for you.” Clover placed a kiss on his cheek “Thank you hunny!” Trophy nods a bit quicker than usual feeling his heart race a bit. “Yeah no problem..!” Trophy dried his hands before pointing to the plate on the counter “I made you breakfast.” Clover looked at the food it looked good she couldn’t lie. Or maybe she was just hungry. “AWW, you’re so sweet Trophy!!” Clover pressed a gentle kiss onto his lips it was quick but it didn’t make it any less enjoyable to Trophy. Clover went over to the plate, it was some scrabble eggs with toast. Clover immediately dug in and..
Oh. My. God..
“THIS IS SO GOOD!” Clover happily complimented almost choking on the food by how fast she was eating it. The eggs were soft and the toast was just perfectly crisp! Trophy had a sense of proudness wash over him, watching his girlfriend be happy about his cooking.
“Damn right it is!” Trophy proudly spoke chuckling a bit before going next to Clover and drinks the orange juice just watching her happily eat.
“You should cook more!!” Clover innocently says Trophy thinking back onto the mess he made earlier shakes his head “Maybe not.” Clover noticing the look on his face and starts giggling before leaning against him.
“Whatever you say love.” Clover pressed one more kiss on his cheek.