❤️ 🥧 A Pleasure to Spoil 🥧 ❤️ (F4M) (Hobbit Wife) (Making Dinner & Dessert) (Happy Welcome Home) (Cuddling in Our Chair)

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Hello? In here? Why is summer so bloody hot? It's unreasonable.

Because I say so. Too hot. Far, far too hot for anything ever, ever, ever.

Especially cooking in this kitchen. You want your poor wife to roast away. Look, a group I have to put up with.

Practically melting in my own kitchen. All for the sake of someone I know. The lengths I go to to please you are just above and beyond.

I am? I am a wonder. I would like you to stop talking and kiss me.

Do you want the good news or the very good news? Well, the good news is a shepherd's pie for dinner. Followed by lashings and lashings of custard with apple crumble.

It's a good job. It's a pleasure to spoil. Good day? Those bloody farmers.

If they're not causing havoc, they're not happy. Well, that settles it. Next time I see him, I'm not even going to feel guilty that I steal his carrots.

Mess with the wrong hobbit. It's fine. He has too many anyway.

It's fine. He has too many anyway. Not one drop.

Speaking of which, tea? I said it was too hot to do anything ever. I didn't say we were not going to have tea.

Ridiculous. It's like you don't know me at all. You look cute.

Sit down. Because it's time for tea, and something I've wanted to do all day. Good night.

But I'm so good at doing nothing. But I'm so good at doing nothing. I'll ask my mother.

I'm sorry today was hard. I promise I'll steal lots of his carrots. Promise, promise, promise.

Of course. I wouldn't let you down like that. I'm sorry.

I was thinking food, followed by more food, followed by fire, books, and very early bedtime. No input required. Because it's a perfect plan.

Ye of little faith are often not rewarded. Lady Wise of Wisdom. Also known as me.

A scholar, philosopher, pie maker. My talents are just endless. You're very welcome.

As long as you know how lucky you are, that's the main thing. Love you. We can't not have a fire.

Because what's the point of having a fireplace if you don't have a fire? You need to stop hanging out with wizards. You're speaking gibberish.

Fine. Only a little fire. Because I want to do this with crackly sounds.

More crackly sounds, not just the oven. More crackly sounds, not just the oven. Will you finish reading me that book? You read better.

Please.