In Marvel with SSoHPKC

I Suck At Cooking.

Beeb's POV

"Well I did need it..." I say to Seamus, hugging him tightly. This is the first time either of us made any moves. We’ve just stuck to light hugging.

I give him a tour around the house. We get to my room. I open the door and Roxy runs out jumping up to Seamus.

“You never told me you have a pug!” He exclaims, he bends down to pet her.

“Her name is Roxy, she’s my baby!”

“I need a dog… Like look at this creature! Its so majestic!” Roxy rolls over for him to rub her belly.

“Wow she seems to like you! She never rolls over for anyone besides me. Hey!... Want to help me make some dinner? I suck at cooking!” I exclaim.

“Uhh, I learned how to used the stove like a month ago… but honestly what do we have to lose?” He stands up and shrugs. He puts his hands on my shoulder and lightly pushes me to the kitchen.

“Well it looks like you own this place I guess…” I punch him on the shoulder.

“Yes, this house is all mine, I pay all the bills and I also feed your dog bacon while you’re gone.”

“Is that so? Roxy loves bacon, its all your fault, she’ll do anything for it…” I joke, making the sarcastic face.

“Do you have a cookbook?” I asks, looking at all the cupboards and drawers.

“In one of the cupboards, I think its… In this one. Nope, I know its in this one!” I pull open all the cabinets.

“Hey look I found it!” I take out a basic cooking skills book.

"Let's see that..." He snatches it out of my hand. He skims through it stoping on a page, "what about this? Grilled chicken and pesto farelle?"

"It sounds good, uh what's in it?" I shove him over to look at the ingredients. "It looks like I have everything to make it with."

"So yeah, we are making this?”

“Oh we durn sure are!” I pull out all the stuff of the fridge.

“Did you… Just say durn sure?” He gives me the look that I am crazy.

“Yeah… Why?” I put water in a pot for the pasta.

“My boss says that a lot… Hes not sane anymore but he says it. Where’d you learn it?”

“Uhh, no where…” I roll my eyes and flash my eyelashes at him. “Hey I learned how to boil water the other day!” I laugh.

“Have you been watching the hub?!” He exclaims, “Yeah I also learned to make something other than kraft dinner! I microwaved a hot pocket!”

“Maybe…” I give him a smirk telling him I have been. “K what ever seamoose! I never knew you could do that. I thought you just left it out in the sun to heat up.” I roll my eyes so hard they roll into the back of my head (well in my head at least).

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We finish the meal, it felt like it only took ten minutes. We sit down at the dining room table.

“Hey Seamus want to make a toast?” I ask him.

“A toast to this hopefully good meal.” He crosses his fingers and we clink pop cans.

“You know, this is not all that bad.” I say swallowing my large mouth full of food.

“I thought we might have screwed this up but... It is actually really good! It seems like something a soccer mom would make." I accidentally let out a snort. Seamus looks at me in disbelief, like I killed someone. "You have a flaw..." His jaw drops a little.

"I have so many flaws its not even funny, how you have not noticed anyone of them!" I give him tge where the fuck have you been look. "And hey that's not a flaw!" I smack him on the arm. I stop Seamus, budging in

“Its really good! I am surprised we made this!”

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I hear my alarm go off for work, I get up in a hurry. I keep think about the kiss on the cheek he gave me. What does it mean? I push the thought of it to the back of my head. Putting on my normal makeup, eyeliner, mascara and bronzer not even foundation. I head to the kitchen to look for something to eat, opening the fridge. Only leftovers and fruit, I close the door. Nothing in there, there is nothing in this house. I drive to dunkin donuts and get an iced coffee. I drive to work.