viatordolum:

iaintnofortunateson:

-smiles as he prepares the grilled cheese sandwiches- Smells really good. You ever gonna tell me what you put in it?

-grins, a little wickedly- Nope. Family secret. 

-grabs a spoon and nudges Sam with his hip as he stirs the soup-

-chuckles, rolling his eyes as he nudges Gabriel back- Right.

viatordolum:

iaintnofortunateson:

-as Gabriel starts making the soup, Sam gathers the bread and the cheese, waiting for the soup to be nearly finished before making the sandwiches; glances at the soup as it begins to bubble slightly-

Looks good. -smiles as he turns on a second burner and grabs a frying pan-

Hope so. -leans against the counter, mostly watching Sam but glancing over at the soup every so often-

-smiles as he prepares the grilled cheese sandwiches- Smells really good. You ever gonna tell me what you put in it?

viatordolum:

iaintnofortunateson:

-nods- Alright then.

-kisses him once more, before trailing away and puttering around the kitchen, getting the ingredients and setting about making the soup; once it’s all in the pot, he returns to Sam, leaning against him-

Just have to let it all get soupy now.

-as Gabriel starts making the soup, Sam gathers the bread and the cheese, waiting for the soup to be nearly finished before making the sandwiches; glances at the soup as it begins to bubble slightly-

Looks good. -smiles as he turns on a second burner and grabs a frying pan-

viatordolum:

iaintnofortunateson:

Ooh, homemade. You make better soup than any family brand. It’s sweeter. -he smiled-

-grins brightly- Sounds good.

-nods- Alright then.

viatordolum:

iaintnofortunateson:

Well don’t sound so excited. -chuckles-

I’ll take you over food anytime. -except maybe candy, but he’ll leave that part out because he can multitask anyway; grins crookedly, and brushes his fingers through Sam’s hair-

Homemade tomato soup or Campbell’s?

viatordolum:

iaintnofortunateson:

-raises his hands to Gabriel’s waist as they reach the kitchen, softly kissing him- We’d better get started.

Mmn. -kisses him once more, and then one more time after that- Okay. 

viatordolum:

iaintnofortunateson:

Well then, what are we waiting for? -grabs Gabriel’s hips and backs him up into the kitchen-

-glances down at the hands on his hips and grins, letting Sam steer and leaning against him just a little bit-

viatordolum:

iaintnofortunateson:

-laughs as he’s dragged- The food isn’t going anywhere, Gabe. -he smiles teasingly-

-glances back and looks mischievous- Yeah, but someone’s eager to make dinner, so.

viatordolum:

iaintnofortunateson:

The food you promised. -he chuckled-

So demanding. 

-smiles anyway, and grabs Sam’s hand to practically drag him to the kitchen-

viatordolum:

iaintnofortunateson:

-rolls his eyes, smilingly slightly as he pulled him up- Come on.

-wraps his arms around Sam’s waist briefly, pressing a kiss to his chest before pulling back, looking teasingly long-suffering- I’m up, what more do you want from me?