By Chance - Zack X Reader

Grilled Cheese

*I felt inspired today so here y'all go.*

"I love you."

I wasn't sure how Zack would respond to my confession.

He simply stared at me in shock.

"You... love me?" He asked.

I nodded and smiled a bit.

"Holy shit." He blinked.

A huge smile appeared on his face and he pulled me into a hug.

Now, keep in mind that we had just finished an intense make out session, and I was still straddling him, so the hug was uncomfortable.

But it was cute so I'll let it slide this time.

"Do you love me?" I asked quietly.

"I don't really understand what love is but it sounds about right so, fuck it, yeah I love you." He smiled.

We sat there for a second, letting it sink in.

"Does this mean that you're mine now?" He asked.

"That's a weird way to describe it but, yeah, I'm yours now." I laughed.

"Fucking finally." He sighed.

I giggled a bit, smiling softly at him.

After a few minutes, we both agreed to go home.

On the walk back, Zack's hand found mine.

We talked about random shit while just enjoying each other's company.

"Y'know, I'm glad I didn't kill you." He said.

"I'm glad too. Cause if you did, my macaroni would've gone bad, and that would've been a waste." I said in a serious voice.

"You and your damn macaroni." He muttered.

"Well when you're an absolute goddess in the kitchen, of course you're gonna love macaroni." I said.

We arrived home and I kicked off my shoes, then flopped down on the couch.

"Ugh I hate exercise!" I groaned.

"That was a small walk." Zack laughed.

"Maybe to you! When you're someone who doesn't go outside very often, you tend to not be able to walk farther than the kitchen." I explained.

"I guess." Zack shrugged.

I pouted a bit before grabbing the remote and playing whatever was on.

"Ooh Hell's Kitchen!" I got comfy and pulled Zack down next to me on the couch.

He didn't argue and instead decided to play with my hair.

I started to fall asleep and slowly but surely passed out.

Damn it, I can't stay awake when someone plays with my hair!

I haven't finished the episode yet!!

Wake up, me! I need to know what happens!

Oh for fuck sake.

Whatever, I'm comfy and I can just watch the rerun.

Ugh, I want cheese.

No, I want a sandwich.

No! A grilled cheese!

Yes, that's perfect.

Ok, I have plans to complete when I wake up.

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When I woke up, Zack was asleep, his head in my lap.

Awww, how cute!

God dammit I love this human.

But I have a mission.

I abruptly stood up, no fucks given, and walked to the stove.

I grabbed everything I'd need and no I'm not explaining every step.

Watch a YouTube video if you're desperate.

I walked back out to the couch, grilled cheese on a plate.

"Why'd you just stand up like that?! I hit my head on the coffee table!" Zack yelled.

"I wanted a grilled cheese." I shrugged, taking a bite.

Zack sweatdropped before shaking his head and laying back down.

"That's my seat." I said.

"Yeah well you should've thought of that before giving me a concussion." He said.

"Fine I'll just sit on you." I shrugged and sat down on his stomach.

"Okay, damn I'll move." He sat up, yet was still in my spot on the couch.

"Move over, that's my spot." I said.

"What?! Just sit here!" He patted the spot next to him.

I sighed and sat down in his lap.

"I told you this is my spot." I said.

"That's fine, I like this a lot better." He smirked.

"You're such a perv." I took another bite.

"Yeah, whatever." He grabbed the other half of my sandwich.

Oh. FUUUUCKKKK. NO!

I'm about to make this boi regret being born.

I pretended not to care, and let him eat while I finished my half.

Then I went in for the kill.

I started with a simple, innocent make out session.

Which of course he was happy with.

And then I strategically gave him a boner.

And left him cold and alone, struggling to understand what had just happened.

I locked myself in my room, laughing while he was whining about how mean I was.

"It's your own damn fault! Don't steal my sandwich you son of a bitch!" I yelled.

"What the fuck?! This is about half a sandwich!?" He yelled back.

"You're damn right it is! That shit was good!" I huffed.

"Okay, I'll make you another sandwich! Is that good?" He gave in.

"It's gonna be gross but sure, I'll let you make me food." I smirked and unlocked the door, noticing immediately that he was still struggling down there.

"Hah! I can't believe that! All I did was poke it through your jeans." I teased.

"Yeah well when a hot girl is all over you what else is gonna happen." He said nonchalantly.

"Wow, nice. Who's the girl?" I asked.

"Some bitch I met on the street." He said.

"Wow sounds horrible, I can't believe she just left you like that." I played it off.

"Yeah, and you're a bitch for it!" He yelled.

I got inches away from his face, brushing my lips against his neck.

"I swear to mother fucking god if you leave me like this again I'm gonna go crazy." He said.

"Don't worry. You'll only be mad for a little while." I teased.

"Now make me a sandwich!" I smacked his ass and walked down stairs.

*Does someone wanna make me a lemon? Idk if I'll be using it next chapter or not but I'll most likely be using it sometime in this story, I'll obviously fully credit you for it. Only reason I need one is bc I'll most likely be absolute trash at writing them. Private message me if you're willing 🤷🏼‍♀️*