"Phil, can you get me another juice box!"
you turned around and leaned over the couch, looking over into the kitchen. You could hear him mumble something under his breath and the fridge open and then shut again. You turned back around when his footsteps got closer to you, hitting play on the remote again.
"Here, darling"
He placed the juice box down next to you and placed his arms on your shoulder, hands cupping your face. You picked up the juice box and smiled, you looked up at him and giggled. He pulled the corners of your lips further, a smile forming on his too.
"Is this the last box you want or do I have to keep coming back over here with more?"
You pouted and shrugged.
"Depends on how I'm feeling, maybe I want another one later...maybe not?"
"Well you better make up your mind because I'm not coming back in here."
He stepped away from the couch and started walking back to the kitchen, stopping before he was about to enter to say one last thing.
"I'm grilling up steaks, we can either invite 141 over if just eat it ourselves. Your choice."
He continued his way back to the kitchen, most likely preparing the steaks for the grill. You frowned and thought about what he said. It would be nice to have the team over for dinner but then at the same time you just wanted to eat in peace with your lover.
Damnit. You groaned and reached for your phone that sat on the coffee table, unlocking it and sending a text to the group chat. Graves is making steaks, come over if you want some. You tossed your phone to the other side of the couch, you didn't care if anyone came over or not. More food for you and Philip.
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The doorbell rung half an hour later, almost all of 141 was at your door with all sorts of drinks and food. You were a bit shocked that they even wanted to come over. Mostly Gaz who had said Graves was 'too white to know how to cook'. You stepped out of their way and they all filed into your small house immediately going to the backyard where your grill was. They all said their greetings to Graves and placed the drinks and food that they had brought on the wooden table out back.
You stood by the glass sliding door and watched as they helped I sort the drinks into ice coolers. Everything was already so loud for you. You already regretted telling them all to come over.
"(Y/N), get out here and join us! Don't just stand there watching us like a creep!"
Soap scurried over to you and pulled you out of your house and onto the back porch.
"Damn it, fine "
You grabbed a drink out of the cooler and join them, they all talked about random shit you couldn't pick up on but there was just one person in the back of the group. Drinking his beer through a straw. Good idea when you don't want to take off a dumb mask.
"Drink like a normal person for once."
Ghost scoffed and shook his head continuing to drink his beer through the straw.
"Who ever said he was normal?"
Soap placed his hand on your shoulder, laughing hysterically.
"Wanna say that again Johnny?"
