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It was a sunny morning. "How annoying" William thought. He really prefers rainy days. He looked at Sherlock- who was still sleeping- he looked at the bite mark on Sherlock's left arm. Sherlock would always let William drink his blood whenever he needed. William thought he could make breakfast for Sherlock as a thank you, even though he knew he didn't need to do so.
He got up from the bed and walked towards the kitchen. He thought maybe he should make a simple meal, like crepes or pancakes. He had never cooked before but he watched Sherlock several times. "How hard could it be? Humans do this everyday" He thought...
It was way much harder than he thought. There were a few broken eggshell pieces in it but he couldn't dare to touch it. He thought they wouldn't be a problem. When he tried to cook it, he accidentally burned more than half of it. Then he heard the door opening. Sherlock had woken up. William held the plate full of burned crepes and turned towards Sherlock.
"Uhh.. Good morning..?"
There was a hint of embarrassment in his voice. Sherlock looked at him and laughed. He took the plate from William's and took one of them,
"Don't ya think they're a bit burned, Liam?"
William's pale face blushed with embarrassment. He cleared his throat
"I thought i should make you breakfast since you always let me drink your blood..."
There were so few things that William couldn't do so Sherlock would tease him for the next few weeks. Sherlock put the plate on the table and cupped William's face (cheeks) with one hand.
"Well, the punishment of the mess you made can wait 'till night," he said while brushing his thumb over William's lip "But now, i will teach you how to cook." Sherlock let go of William's face and walked towards the sink. William was a little disappointed, but at least he could cook with Sherlock.
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"Liam, Love, you aren't mixing someone's organs¹ you are mixing the crepe's batter. Be more gentle."
"I am trying. Wouldn't it be faster if i mix it rougher?"
"This is not how it works," Sherlock put his hand on top of William's and slowly mixed the batter "Like this, don't rush."
William sighed and slowed down. After a while, Sherlock stopped and took the pan. He put it on the stove and opened the stove. He poured some of the batter on the pan. William was watching closely.
"Look, Liam. You have to flip it when the bottom is slightly brown, otherwise, it will burn." William nodded at everything that Sherlock said. Well, Sherlock wasn't a good cook himself but it was a rare opportunity to show off to William. When all of the crepes were cooked² Sherlock put them on the plate. William put the plate on the table. They both sat down. Sherlock began to eat the crepes.
"How do they taste?"
"Pretty good."
"That's good then."
"Although.. I know something that would taste better.." William raised one of his eyebrows. Sherlock leaned closer.
"That'd be you, my dear Liam~"
William blushed and leaned away. Sherlock laughed at William. It was a funny morning for sure.