Angel

“Every morning when you come downstairs
Hair’s a mess but I don’t care
No make up on, shining so bright
My old sweatshirt never fit so right

Dancing around to the radio
Humming the words that you don’t know
Cross out finding an angel off my list
Thinking it don’t get no better than this”
Loving You Easy by Zac Brown Band

Cameron POV

I woke up curled into James’s side. I knew that once I woke up, I wasn’t going to be able to fall back asleep. James was probably exhausted so I decided I would take Bacardi for a quick walk and then make us breakfast. Since it was December in Pittsburgh, I stole one of James’s sweatshirts he kept here and walked out of the bedroom with the pattering of Bacardi’s feet behind me. I hooked up her leash and led her out of the apartment. I just hoped James didn’t wake up while we were gone because A. I didn’t leave a note and B. I didn’t bring my phone.

When we finally got back to the apartment, I noticed James still hadn’t woken up and did a little victory dance. I got out the ingredients out for pancakes, knowing they were James’s favorite breakfast food. Also knowing he had the day off, I got out the mini chocolate chips thinking he could afford to indulge a little on his day off.

I rolled up the sleeves of James’s sweatshirt, preparing to mix the pancake batter. I thought about how today would go. I was excited and nervous at the same time. We would be able to spend the entire day together but what if he realized how boring I actually am? WHatever. I couldn’t think about that right now. To get my mind off my thoughts, I started hummin ‘Rock On’ by Tucker Beathard. Let’s just hope this day went better than I imagined.

James’s POV

I went to wrap my arms around Cameron but instead connected with nothing. That woke me up. I sat up in bed and put my hand where she was lying last night. I noticed the sheets were room temperature signaling she had been gone for awhile. I swung my legs and stretched my hands into the air before standing up and walking out of the room. I heard quiet humming from the kitchen and inferred that was where Cameron was. I stopped in the doorway and leaned against the side, marveling in the sight before me. Cameron was flipping pancakes, swaying a little to the tune she was humming in my sweatshirt. I sniffed the air trying to decipher what she was making when the smell hit me. Chocolate. Chip. Pancakes. Yay. I was like a little kid when you gave me chocolate chip pancakes.

I pushed myself out of the doorway and walked towards her. She still hadn’t noticed me. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her.
I placed my head on her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Are you making me chocolate chip pancakes?” She jumped slightly but responded, “For you? Nah. These are for me.”
“Are they now?”
“Yup.”
“I guess I’ll just have to feed myself now, huh?” I said, planning my attack.
“I guess so.” She turned around to face me. Big. Mistake.
“Or… I could do this.” I brought my fingers to her side and launched a tickle attack.
“JAMES!!!” she shrieked. “STOP IT. I WAS JOKING I SWEAR!!”
“WHo are the pancakes fro?” I asked in my “menacing” voice.
“You.. You I swear.” she said.
I stopped tickling her, “That’s all I ask.”
“You suck.” she whispered.
‘What was that?” I asked, knowing exactly what she said.
“Nothing.”

When we were done “fighting” Cam took our plates to the bar counter while I poured us each a cup of coffee.

“So what are gonna do today?” I asked.
“I thought we agreed on a lazy day.” she said. “unless you don’t want to.”
“No. I do. Just making sure you still wanted to do it.”
“Of course I do.”
“Then it’s settled.”

The rest of breakfast passed in a comfortable silence. By the time we were done it was 11:45AM and we were full and didn’t feel like moving.

“Here. I’ll put the plates in the sink. Why don’t you put a movie in.”
“Ok.”

I put the plates in the sink and went to sit on the couch while Cam was putting a movie into the Blu Ray. Cam grabbed the remote and cuddled up next to me on the couch. I looked down at Cam completely content until I looked up and saw the movie title scene.

“Captain America? Really?”
“Yes really.”
“Why?”
“‘Cause Chris Evans is hot.”
“Hotter than me?” I smirked.
“Yup.” she said popping the ‘p’.
My smirk immediately fell into a pout, “Really?”
She looked at me. “I’m kidding. My boyfriend’s hot!”
I smiled, “Dp I know him?”
“You might.”
“Really now,” I said pretending to be intrigued.
“Yup. He plays for the penguins, he’s really sweet, and he’s a great kisser too. Especially after he comes home from a road trip.” Cam said as she leaned over and gave me a peck on the lips.
“Is your boyfriend aware that you’re kissing another man?”
“I’m sure he won’t mind.”
“Oh. What’s his name?”
“James Neal.” she replied cooly.
“Hey, that’s my name,” I exclaimed.
“Exactly.”

I smirked and put my arm around her as she hit the start movie button. I felt Cam snuggle a little closer to me and I smiled. This is exactly how I wanted to spend my day off.

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