The Wonderfully Gay Shenanigans of SMG4 & SMG3

Oatmeal and Love

SMG3 leaned on the counter as he waited for a mug of his homemade coffee to brew, bored out of his mind as his beloved husband was still asleep.

SMG4 needed more rest after being injured so greatly, so 3 was used to being awake before him, but that didn't stop him from missing his husband.

Once the coffee was brewed, 3 took the mug and put some creamer in, mixing it before letting the beverage cool.

He took a sip after enough time had passed, perking up almost instantly.

Perked up enough to start on breakfast.

Oatmeal was the selection: it tasted good enough, and was easy to swallow for SMG4, 3 would be damned if he'd strain his love's throat at all.

He hummed a tune to himself as he started cooking, the smell of fresh oatmeal soon hitting the air, and just like clockwork...

Creeeeak~

Soft, tired footsteps entered the kitchen, and 3 didn't even need to look to know who it was.

"...Good morning, my darling 4!" SMG3 smiled at his husband. "There you are..."

SMG4 was standing by the counter, keeping a hand on it to help himself stay upward. Mornings were tough for him sometimes, so 3 assumed that this was one of those occurrences.

Nonetheless, seeing his husband with his messy fluffy hair and handsome, sleepy face made 3 melt inside.

SMG4 smiled tiredly, lifting a hand to sign.

"(Good morning, coffee bean.)" 4 greeted sweetly. "(That smells good...)"

3 chuckled, "Thanks, I'm making it just the way you like it. If you're feeling well enough to eat, that is."

4 nodded, "(Yeah.. I could eat, thanks honey.)"

"Of course, love. Want some cold brew? I made some for you while I was at work yesterday."

4 made an expression of relief, "(God please, I'm waking up so slow today...)"

3 nodded, getting it from the fridge as he made a mug of it for his beloved.

They talked as the oatmeal cooked, bantering and flirting, making each other laugh, and taking ridiculous sips of their respective coffees.

As the oven dinged, 3 prepared two bowls, and set them down at the table.

"Remember to be gentle with swallowing." 3 said as he sat beside 4.

4 nodded, getting a spoonful of oatmeal as he brought it up to his mouth.

3 watched with bated breath as 4 took a bite, being careful and slow as he swallowed it.

4 took a sip of water after, clenching his eyes shut as he waited for the after effect.

"There we go.." 3 rubbed his back. "Did that hurt at all?"

4 shook his head, putting his spoon down. "(No, I mean.. I still feel like I have a permanent sore throat, but it went down easy this time.)" He signed.

3 nodded, "That's good... Hopefully you'll be able to eat more normal foods once you're stronger:"

4 made a joking pouting face, "(I miss hamburgers...)"

"Aww," 3 kissed his good cheek. "Don't worry, the second you're feeling better, we'll have a big ol' barbecue with all our friends."

4 grinned slightly, "(That sounds like a blast... But for now...)"

The recovering meme guardian rested his head on his spouse's shoulder, "(....I just wanna spend the day with my husband.)"

3 chuckled sweetly and kissed his head, "Sounds good to me."

After they had eaten, 3 helped 4 get dressed and then got ready himself.

3 knew that his love had a hard time with his appearance now, thanks to the scars on his face and a damaged neck, so he was twice as loving.

"Look at you.." 3 whispered, nuzzling his hair. "So handsome~ God, I'm still head over heels for you."

4 blushed, chuckling silently. "(...Well, you still turn me into mush whenever you talk...)" He signed.

3 couldn't help himself, and gently peppered kisses all over the uninjured side of 4's face.

4 became a giggly mess, huffing repeatedly as his husband's affection took over.

3 chuckled, "Aww, you're cracking up huh?"

4 wheezed, catching his breath. "(...Your facial hair... It tickles!)"

3 smirked, "Oh yeah?"

4 just realized what he had done, eyes widening.

3 pounced on him gently, nuzzling his face with his beard definitely touching.

4 laughed quietly, the sound making 3's heart flutter with joy and affection.

3 smiled genuinely, "Sir, I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you in. Being this cute is illegal!"

4 got to catch his breath, looking into 3's eyes as he cupped his cheeks.

The other man could feel the gentle love in his touch, his delicate hands were really the only way he could state or show his affections, and SMG3 couldn't get enough of it.

4 had pulled him into a soft kiss, 3 holding him close.

They were still, but then broke apart.

"I love spending every day with you." 3 whispered. "You complete me..."

4 blushed, nuzzling him. "(And you me, coffee bean... I just wanna lay here with you all day...)"

3 smiled, taking him to the couch as they cuddled.

Maybe they'd have one of their friends drop in later, maybe not.

But what they knew for certain, is that they'd happily face it together.