Valenfield - One Shots/AUs

- Cooking a dinner for her -

(Summary : Chris notices Jill's stress and laziness, and decides to take care of her, like she deserves)

Status of their relationship in this one shot: Married.

Jill was immersed into her book, loving it so far. Jill had always been a big reader, it brings her calmness and peace, it definitely helps, especially with what her job is.

Currently, she's reading a thriller, it has to be her preferred genre. The adrenaline and suspension of it makes her feel more alive and she enjoys the obvious thrill it gives to her.

With Jill being so into her book, she didn't realize what Chris was doing until she heard a loud thud that caused her to jump and feel her heart pound within her chest.

In her head, she knew she only got that scared because of the book she was reading. Being that into the book, then hearing a odd noise, it was bound to occur.

"Sorry hun, that was me." Chris shouted from another room. Jill sighed in relief and gave out a annoyed scoff, "What was it?" She shouted back. "Nothing, just... I dropped something. Get back to reading." Chris replied. Jill thought nothing of his response, going back to her book.

A couple minutes later, Jill heard another loud noise and now she was irritated. What was Chris doing? Trying to annoy her? Well, probably, that's a dumb question. Chris is a little shit sometimes.

Jill annoyingly tossed her book on the end of the couch, standing up and stretching a bit. Her foot felt like pins and needles from the way she was sitting, it almost hurt to walk.

She made her way to the kitchen, where she presumed Chris was. "Why can't you just be careful and stop making noi-" Jill was cut off by the sight she seen.

Chris was standing in front of the oven, focused on whatever it was he was doing. Some classical music was on in the background, very quietly though.

"Since when do you cook?" Jill questioned with a chuckle, also a scoff. "Since I've noticed you've been stressed." Chris turned around, his soft and gentle stare focused on Jill and her beautiful face.

"What do you mean?" Jill asked, putting her hands on her hips, walking closer towards him. "What're you even making?" She asked, her tone sweet and remaining calm.

"Chicken Parm and Spaghetti." Chris smiled as he spoke, clearly proud of his doing.

Jill walked out here, planning to get on Chris for being obnoxious but the entire time, he was doing this for her. She couldn't help but blush a bit and feel grateful for him, he was an amazing husband.

"You know I love Chicken Parm." She said quietly with a adorable little half smile. "I do." He said quietly, kissing her head before turning back to the oven, stirring the noodles in the pot.

"Do you want any help?" She asked politely, wanting to seem useful. "Wanna know how you can help?" Chris asked, a little grin forming on his face. "You can go back to the couch, read your little book, and wait till I bring dinner out to you." He spoke, a chuckle coming out of his mouth.

Jill playfully rolled her eyes and slapped his bulky forearm. "Baby, seriously, how can I help you?" "Literally by what I just said... Let me do this for you." Chris said, pleading a bit. Jill just stood there in annoyance before inevitably agreeing, heading back to the living room.