Jaspar One-Shots

Postitive

Prompt: Joe should know never to let Caspar cook alone.

Words: 1400+

Authors note - I wrote this because I did. Also I'm really happy you guys are commenting on the question thing. I really like hearing what you have to say. Like if they are just silly things or totally serious things I like hearing them. So I'm defiantly keeping them.

Question - What is one positive thing about yourself that you like? What is one piece of advise you can give someone who can't find one?
Also don't say nothing because I know there is at least one thing. Like it could be the way your ears are shaped or you can put that you are good with animals. One trait that is you.

Mine is the way I can get really over obsessive about things and most likely annoy people about it.

Also I would say just smile for a minute and look at yourself in the mirror. I know you see the flaws but we have to see the flaws to see the beauty and everyone is absolutely beautiful in there own way. It's not just the outside appearance but also the inside.

"JoJo I'm hungry." Caspar wined as he played with the ring on Joe's finger. It was a Sunday evening and both boys had been lounging around all day. After the wedding two days ago, then the traveling they just wanted to relax.

"Then go make food you idiot. It's not that hard. Trust me, I know. I'm the one who's always does the cooking." Joe bit his lip as he tried to hold back laughter. Caspar's face was absolutely priceless. He had never seen Caspar so stunned before. It wasn't a lie though. They had both agreed that Joe would do the cooking after the pizza and pan incident.

"You know I thought once we were married you would be nicer, I guess not." Caspar sighed as he stood up from the bed and walked to the kitchen. They had decided to stay in a small cabin, not to far outside of Aspen, Colorado.

The kitchen was huge compared to the rest of the cabin. Pine cabinets lined the wall, with a white tile back splash. A huge island in the middle, just made it that much more.

Caspar walked over the fudge, that they had piled high with food the day before. Deciding on just making a pizza, because if Joe wasn't there pizza would be his number one love.

It wasn't anything fancy just a plain triple cheese pizza. Caspar walked over to the stove, studying it a little before looking down at the instructions. "So we just turn this up to 425 degrees Fahrenheit. Okay that shouldn't be too hard." The blonde looked up again, not having any clue what he was suppose to turn to make the oven that.

"Come one DCasp you got this. Just turn this dial." Caspar turned a dial that he thought was for the temperature, turning it to 425. "And this one to start it." He turned another dial, before walking back over to the counter where the pizza was placed.

"Okay blah blah blah. Done. Now all I have to do is wait for it to preheat and it should be good." Caspar turned back around, walking back to the bedroom and collecting his phone.

Joe was sat in bed, doing some sort of editing."Casp did you find something to eat?" Caspar nodded his head, walking towards the door. "What did you find?"

"Cheese pizza." Joe's face lit up with concern. He loved Caspar he really did but he just didn't want his new husband to end up in the emergency room some how because of a pizza accident.

"Your sure? Like couldn't you just have a sandwich or something. It is quite late after all. You won't be able to eat the whole thing." Caspar turned back towards Joe, a frown set on his face.

"You don't trust me do you?" The older boys was about to say something when a beep came from the kitchen. "Well if you don't mind, I have a oven waiting for me."