Y/n's pov:

"Cal?" He stand there so he turned at me and smiled. "Ohh good morning. Did you sleep well?" I came to him. "Kinda...you?" "Not bad!" He smiled. "What are you doing?" He was struggling with something on the pan. "Im trying to do pancakes...but...you see Im not good at it! Oh and also you're a chef so..." i laughed. He nooded and he tried to flip a pancake and he almost burned himself. "Ohh no are you okay?" "Yes Im fine." And he laughed. "You have to hold a pan really tight and just blow the pancake up to the air." And he tried it....unsuccessfully. "Lets me help you..." so i placed my hands on his and we tried it together. "See? It's easy...one day you'll be really good!" He laughed. "No you are really good!!!" I blushed like an idiot "Thanks but it just needs a training." Then I realised Im still holding his hands on a pan so I let go of them. Then we went with our breakfast to the livingroom.

Cal's pov:
We sat on the sofa and started eating. "What did you put in them?" She looked suspiciously. "Why? Is it that bad?" I was quite worried. "No! I mean there are perfect....like really good!" "Ohh thanks god...you know what? Try to guess whats in them!" I smiled at her. "I deffinetly taste cinnamon!" "Yes...and?" I raised my eyebrows. "I dont know....Oh! You put a peanut butter in them?" "Just a little bit...and there is something else!" She looked surprised. "What? I dont know...tell me!" I smirked. "I did them with love and with your help! She blushed.

After we finished them someone knocked at the door. She looked scared. "You think it's him?" I asked and she just nooded. Then she got up and went to open and of course it was him! "hey y/n!" "What do you want Joe?"
"Ohh you know what I want...you!" "No! Go away please!" "Come on baby let me in!" And he started to be agresive so I got up and went there too. "You didn't hear her?"
"And who the fuck are you?" I looked at her at put my arm around her. "Im her boyfriend. You?" He grabbed her hand and dragged her to him.
"I dont think so! She is mine!!" "Dont touch her you dickhead! She is not yours, she is not mine, she is nobody's...she is not a thing!"
I punched him and take her back to me. "Did you understand?" He looked at her, not at me. "I'll come back when he is not here and we will see whose you are! You will regret this!" And then he walked away.