A Morning Surprise at MCA#4
Aziraphale had insisted that Wilson stay in bed and sleep in. In fact, the angel had threatened to put his lover to sleep if he dared argue. So, somewhat bemused but perfectly happy for some extra shuteye after his late night at the clinic, the young doctor snuggled back under the covers for a lie-in.
Meanwhile, the angel busied himself in the kitchen, until Wilson awakened once more to the smells of a home-cooked breakfast. Which was being carried into the bedroom on a rather overflowing tray.
There was panettone french toast, a three-cheese omelette, homemade coffeecake, fresh squeezed orange juice, fragrant fresh-brewed coffee, and a huge bouquet of bright flowers
Obviously the angel had come straight from cooking, as he still had a smudge of flour on his face. Setting the tray down carefully for Wilson, he put the flowers on the nightstand and then sat smiling at the foot of the bed.
"Forgive me for fighting with you, love?"
Meanwhile, the angel busied himself in the kitchen, until Wilson awakened once more to the smells of a home-cooked breakfast. Which was being carried into the bedroom on a rather overflowing tray.
There was panettone french toast, a three-cheese omelette, homemade coffeecake, fresh squeezed orange juice, fragrant fresh-brewed coffee, and a huge bouquet of bright flowers
Obviously the angel had come straight from cooking, as he still had a smudge of flour on his face. Setting the tray down carefully for Wilson, he put the flowers on the nightstand and then sat smiling at the foot of the bed.
"Forgive me for fighting with you, love?"