Watchdogs Imagines

Wrench- Vegetables

I hear a knock on my door so I quickly run to answer it, and see a soaking wet Wrench standing there waiting to be let in.

"You look like drowned...porcupine?" I laugh, stepping aside as he plods his way in, taking his shoes off as I close the door and jog back to the kitchen as he follows.

"Yeah, well rain usually does that to a person," Wrench snarkily replies before sniffing the air, "What smells so good?" He asks.

I grab my chopping board and tip the cut up carrots into my stew. "I'm cooking stew, my mum used to make it all the time on rainy days." I smile, grabbing my spoon and stirring all the meat and vegetables.

"Ooh, well I'm a pizza kind of guy." Wrench drawls as he takes a seat at the counter, watching as I cook. He rests his chin on the marble as his head tilts, observing me adding garlic.

"It's almost done, you hungry?" I ask, setting out two bowls already. Wrench peers over the counter and into the stew, he points as he mumbles "There's green things in it."

I nod, "Yeah, vegetables Wrench." He shivers and backs away like a child, "I don't do that."

I smirk and shake my head, "Please try some. Please?" I whine, holding my hands together as he sighs and nods slowly.

I clap my hands as he takes off his mask, my eyes drift to his face momentarily before I grab a spoon and carefully scoop some stew, I hold my hand under the spoon as I direct it to Wrench's mouth.

"Choo choo." I laugh as he gives me a pointed look but opens up anyway with a grimace. The spoon goes it and the stew goes down.

Wrench chews and swallows, his eyes close as I eagerly await his reaction. All of a sudden his eyes pop open, wide and a smile tilts his mouth.

"This shit is delicious!" He exclaims looking at me in disbelief.

I nod excitedly, "Yeah, and I bet it'll warm you up too." Wrench winks and I scoff, "Slow down Romeo, stew before woohoo." I joke.

I dish up the meal and pour us a drink, and we begin to eat. Talking about our day and random other things.

Afterwards Wrench holds his stomach since he's full. "Wow, I'm officially coming around for dinner every day."

I grin, "All it took was a bowl of stew to lure you in?" I tease. His eyes dart to my mouth as he gently places a hand on my thigh.

"Trust me, I've been lured in for a long time, waaay before the food." He mumbles as my breath catches.

"Really?" I quirk an eyebrow, "So if I say I've got ice cream you'll be even more enamoured?"

His mouth grins as his other hand comes up and cups my cheek, "That's settled it." He mumbles before slowly bringing his mouth to mine.