Sanders Sides one shots

Hot Sauce

So, it's been a while but I'm back for now with anither chapter :)

 AU: None

Hot sauce by NCT DREAM

Trigger warnings: sexual jokes and heated kissing and spice

Janus was smiling. Not a false smile, like usual, but a genuine grin. It was the kind of grin that you'd expect to see on Patton or Remus. Never on Janus. Yet, here it was. Plastered on his face, dumb and so pure. The self-proclaimed The Lord of the Lies could not deny himself the happiness that radiated through every fibre of his being. 

Remmy waltzed his way down the Mindscape, travelling from the north. Date night was always the best. Nothing could stop this from being a perfect time. Nothing.  

One thing was sure, this date was going to be ✨spicy✨.

Janus was wearing his suit; the same one he wore to help Thomas in court. Remmy had pulled out his most expensive leather jacket. It had small red roses on the sleeves, Remmy knew Janus would love this one. His sunglasses had been replaced by his normal ones; it was only fair as Janus had to remove his gloves. 

The pale-yellow door rattled as the excited knock sounded. Soon, both boys were smiling and giggling on the couch. "My God, Remmy. You look..." Janus waved his hands, unable to find words to describe the view he was witnessing. "Not looking too bad yourself, Babes." Coming from Remington, the badass coffee addict, that was a very high compliment indeed. And Janus knew that, blushing deeply. "Shall we eat now or later?" They agreed later would be better so that they can have fun without being worried about being sick. 

While they had made plenty of jokes, they had never actually done anything more than cuddling and kissing. 

One thing they loved to say was hot sauce as a replacement for other things. Logan could never understand why the substitution was necessary. Procreate or copulate are efficient enough, he would say. 

Nonetheless, hot sauce was their thing. This was the go-to humour and was deployed instantly.

"Hot sauce deeply dip that," Remmy giggled.

"You follow me and twist that," Snekboi managed to wheeze out. 

"Hot sauce when it burns," Eyebrows were wiggled and sides were clutched but still they fought through the laughter.

"Ooh."

"Pick as you like," Remmy was hysterical by now, " ma' dish" eventually the pair died down and a serious question was about to be proposed. Janus had been staring in a certain place for a bit too long to be accidental. "What are you curious about?" the coffee addict says simply. Janus stands up not wanting to reveal the truth. He disappears into the kitchen for a while, before re-emerging with his hands behind his back. 

When he revealed what he was hiding, he smiled almost demonically. “I'm your personal chef!”

“Dang!” Remmy was shocked. Janus had never been one for cooking, or spicy foods and yet here he was, holding a bottle of liquid spice and offering to make whatever food his boyfriend wanted. That was an honour.

Half an hour later, dinner was served. “This plate is for you,” Jan said, laying down a dish of hot duck curry. Remington looed pleased and pointed to himself, mouthing the word “me?”. “Yeah, I'll let you taste it.” It was 6 and the Mindscape curfew was 11.