You were crying because of an onion? (440 words)
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I was sniffling as I washed my hands under the sink when I heard the front door open. I figured it was Dele who entered the house because only he, Eric, and I had the key to the house. Tears were still leaking out of my eyes and I tried to dab them off but I got caught by Dele as he walked to the hallway that was between the kitchen and the dining room.
"What happened, sweetheart?" Dele's face expression dropped from a smile to a slight frown and I was about to answer when he made a scared face. "It isn't because of my mistake from yesterday, was it, Y/N? I swear, what I did was wrong and I shouldn't have done that..."
"Dele, I was just-" I started to speak before he hushed me with a kiss.
"Or is it because Zac Efron is single again?" Dele wrapped his arms around me and I looked up at him with a face of confusion.
"That's not at all why I was crying either..." I shook my head and he pressed his lips on my forehead.
Tears eventually started to stop leaking out of my eyes but they were still a bit red and puffy.
"Is it because of Eric getting a concussion?" Dele looked at me worriedly and I shook my head once again.
"Aww, poor Eric! I hope he gets better soon!" I frowned at the news and shook my head once again. "Will you let me explain why I was crying, Dele?"
He nodded his head and softly smiled down at me, "of course, sweetheart. Please tell me!"
Taking a deep breath in, I looked up at him and laughed a little bit. "I was cutting onions..."
Dele's mouth dropped open a bit and he shook his head, "you aren't serious, are you, Y/N?"
I nodded my head and quietly laughed to myself before I brought him over to the cutting board where I was chopping the onions.
"Oh my god! I can see why you were crying. Why are they always making us bloody cry?" Dele laughed as he wiped away a few of his tears and I shook my head in amusement.
"Now you understand, don't you?" I chuckled as I put the cutting board down on the counter and quickly washed my hands. "Why don't we just order pizza for the night?"
"I think that's a pretty good idea! And after that, shall we play a round of FIFA 16?" Dele looked down at me as he tenderly kissed my lips.
"That sounds like a great plan to me."
