"Morning. his place. Burnt toast, Sunday. You keep his shirt, He keeps his word. And for once, you let go. Of your fears and your ghosts." You and Zach had been hanging out recently and kinda had friends with benefits. He had invited you over last night, and you hung out and stayed the night. It's currently Sunday morning when you wake up and rub your eyes. "Good morning, beautiful" You hear from behind you and you look back and see Zach and his crooked smile that you absolutely love. "Good morning to you too handsome." He smiles at you again and sits up. "Hungry?" You nod and follow him to the kitchen but he brings you back to the room and let's you stay in bed "Don't worry. I'll make you breakfast beautiful." You lay back in bed and every fear you've had of commitment and being loved by someone is slowly melting away every second you're with Zach until you smell burnt toast. You giggle to yourself and shout teasingly. "everything all good in there?" "yep!" He replies and you wait happily for him to come back.