pedro pascal x gn/male reader

baking cookies

heyyyy this is a quick one because i am really busy this week but i want to get something out at least so please dont mind the shortness!

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 The day had been a long one for both pedro and (Y/N). they were out filming the last of us, and they had been out at the filming location for nearly 4 months now. and they were homesick, tired,and what didn't help was that they had just finished filming one of the most intense and action packed scenes so far. both men where absolutely exhausted, both mentally and physically from the brutality of some of the stunts. pedro had a bruised shoulder and aching legs, (Y/N) sported a busted lip, bruised arms and splitting pain from the top of his spine all the way to his tailbone. the two had trudged home together hand-in-hand, barely saying a word from their utter exhaustion.

(Y/N) had decided that instead of sitting around and doing nothing to soothe the aching pains both of them felt, that he and pedro should make his staple chocolate chip cookies together, as both a romantic and soothing activity.

even though neither of them would ever admit it, being in your late fourties and doing full on action scenes all day everyday for weeks at a time would take more of a toll on their bodies than the younger actors, as they really were getting older. but even so, their limits only went so far, so in an unspoken agreement, both men pulled up two stools to the kitchen island in their accomodation, and began to gather ingredients.

 As they gathered the ingredients and prepared the dough, the weariness began to melt away, replaced by the joy of shared moments, and familirarity in eachothers presence, and the smell of the cookie dough, that reminded pedro of his childhood and mothers cooking, and (Y/N) of his more recent endeavors for baking himself.

Pedro smiled as he watched (Y/N) focus on the task at hand, his eyes glimmering with admiration and love for his long time husband. "You have such a talent for making even the most mundane tasks look beautiful," he remarked, his voice filled with warmth.

(Y/N) chuckled softly, a tinge of exhaustion still evident in his voice. "you are such a corny man, pedrito.. not that i'm comfplaining i've always loved your romantic ways, its very endearing..."

Pedro chuckled a little and stepped closer, his hand finding its place on the small of (Y/N)'s back. "I'm grateful for these moments, mi amor. It's in these quiet times that I truly appreciate the beauty of our relationship, and so what maybe i am a bit corny and sappy sometimes, but i love you and your my husband, so i like to admire what i know is mine..."

(Y/N) laughed softly and tuerned around, a cheeky grin on his face, one hand behind his back before he quickly wiped flour on pedro's nose and cheeks before he could ask what was happening, and smiled at pedro's adorable confused and shocked face.

"you are so cute when your like this sweetheart its so funny" he said in between wheezes, nearly bent over laughing, so in (Y/N)'s weakened and vulnerable state from the laughter, Pedro quickly leapt to grab some flour and chucked it all over (Y/N) making him cough and splutter, but look up with a playfully glint in his eye as he returned the action, the two quickly engaging in a messy flour fight like little kids.

after nearly the whole kitchen was covered in flour and both men where a panting and floury mess, they collapsed into eachothers arms on one of the stools, (Y/N) in Pedro's arms as the two chuckled.

"you are a literal child (Y/N).." Pedro mumblled, pressing a kiss to his husbands floury forehead.

"you are too!!" (Y/N) retorted, sticking his tongue out but wrapping his arms around pedro lovingly.

"okay, so we're just as childish as eachother then" Pedro said sighing, before continuing.

"anyways, we need to finish these cookies then take a shower, okay?" (Y/N) nodded and stood up straight, turning back to conitinue making the batter with a grin on his face, humming a tune.

With the dough prepared, they carefully shaped the cookies, each one a labor of love. (Y/N) making a few stars and Pedro making a few love hearts. As they slid the tray into the oven, the comforting aroma of freshly baked treats filled the air, wrapping around them like a warm embrace.

As they waited for the cookies to bake, (Y/N) leaned against Pedro, his head resting on Pedro's shoulder. Pedro's arms encircled (Y/N), as they sat ina  comfortable silence.

The minutes passed in a blissful haze, their tiredness gradually giving way to a peaceful contentment. The oven timer chimed, signaling that the cookies were ready. With smiles on their faces, they eagerly took the tray out, marveling at the golden-brown deliciousness before them.

Seated at the kitchen table, Pedro and (Y/N) indulged in their freshly baked cookies. The first bite sent a burst of sweetness through their senses, bringing smiles to their faces.

"It's moments like these," (Y/N) began, crumbs falling from his lips, "that remind me of the beauty in simplicity. Finding peace in the midst of chaos, and like- that you and i are the best way to heal from a day like today."

Pedro nodded, a soft smile gracing his lips. "Indeed, mi amor. And I'm grateful to have you by my side, to share these quiet moments that heal us and make me smile."

They continued to enjoy their cookies in comfortable silence, basking in the love and connection that enveloped them. The weariness of the day melted away, replaced by a renewed sense of strength and resilience.

In that cozy kitchen, amidst the scent of freshly baked cookies, Pedro and (Y/N) found solace and joy. And as they savored each bite, they were reminded that even in the midst of long days and emotional scenes, love and simple pleasures could provide the respite they needed.

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i hate the ending to this but OH WELL i'm tired as and i have been having a flare up of chronic pain in my back so i feel like shit, but i wanted to release this so here you all go, i hope you have a good day/evening/night loves 

-finn <3

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