"Shit," You grumble under your breath, stretching up on the tips of your toes to reach the top shelf in the cupboard.
You groan and wiggle your fingers as if it'll help you to reach any higher, before feeling the touch of a hand on your waist.
Cole reaches up behind you and takes the salt down from the top shelf to hand it to you, "There you go."
He presses a kiss to your temple and squeezes your waist.
"Thank you," You smile, "I don't know why Lee insists on putting everything back on the top shelf as if there isn't space anywhere else."
Cole winces, "Actually I think that one might have been me," He mentions, leaning back against the kitchen island opposite you.
You turn around and fake a gasp, "Do you want breakfast or not?"
He raises his hands in surrender, "Definitely, yes," Cole smiles, "Although I'm not sure it counts as breakfast at this time."
"And whose fault is that?" You narrow your eyes at him, turning back to the two plates of avocado toast laid out in front of you.
Cole hums and walks up behind you once again, wrapping his arms around you and perching his chin onto your shoulder, "Your fault. You kept distracting me from getting up."
You giggle and place your hands over his, "I think we're both remembering this morning very differently."
"This looks so good," He comments, looking down at the food you'd prepared.
"Yeah? You normally don't like avocado."
He shrugs, "Not when you do it."
You hand him a plate and take your own and he stops to lace his fingers with yours before the two of you head into the lounge.
The two of you flop down onto the couch and Cole sits close enough to you that he can drape an arm around your shoulder, bringing it back around so that he can still hold his plate in front of you. You laugh, it's hardly practical but he never liked being too separate from you.
"You know you two literally make me sick," Isaac comments as he walks into the lounge.
You look up from your food and grin, "Are you jealous Garcia?"
"Yeah do you remember what it's like to actually have a girl that likes you back?" Cole wiggles his fork in Isaac's direction.
"Hey, hey, hey, all the chicks like me, okay? they just don't know it yet," Isaac drops himself down onto the couch opposite the two of you.
You finish your food and reach forward to set the plate down, Cole following suit and putting his on top of yours.
"And you didn't think to make food for me?" Isaac gasps, "I'm starving."
"Boyfriend privileges," You shrug and Cole wraps his arms around you tightly.
Isaac looks at the both of you with disgust before fake gagging at the sight, "I can't even watch."
"don't be a hater" Cole yells in his direction as Isaac disappears into the kitchen.
You snuggle into him a little bit tighter and rest your head against his heartbeat, "Do you think we are too much?"
Cole takes a deep breath as if he's considering it, "No."
You smile a little to yourself, "I mean, I do practically live at this place now. Maybe I should go home some time."
He hums in response, "Maybe. Maybe not."
His arms shift on you and both of you stay in that position as if there is no reason in the world to move.
