Shartos Drabbles and Oneshots

Family Matters

"Sharrkan, no."

"Come on, baby. Please? They won't do anything this time!"

"Absolutely not. They were practically harassing me at both your brother's wedding, and our own!"

"They've got no where else to go, Spartos. It's just for a week." Sharrkan pleaded, practically pouting. "Come on.. They're family.."

Spartos stared at his husband, obviously unamused before he sighed in defeat. "Fine.. but only a week!"

Sharrkan grinned and hugged him close,  kissing his temple. "You're the best, babe."

"I know." The redhead huffed. "When are they coming?"

"Weeelll.. er-" Sharrkan was cut off as there was a knocking on the door. He smiled sheepishly at his love before fleeing towards the living room.

Spartos stared after him incredulously, his eye twitching slightly. "Unbelievable. Oh, my God." He rubbed his temples as he went out to the living room as well. "Why did I ever marry him?"

As soon as he entered the room, he regretted it. The other male's cousins were already lounging on their couch, their bags and luggage thrown on the ground. Sharrkan sat in the armchair beside them, smiling at Spartos. "Hey, babe~ You remember Amon and Ama, right?"

Said twins looked up and grinned identical grins, waving lightly. "Hey, redhead~" Amon greeted. 

"Please, do not call me that." Spartos asked with strained patience. "Sharrkan, I need a word with you." 

WIthout even waiting for a response, Spartos walked into the kitchen. His voice left no room for argument, either. Sharrkan sighed lightly and followed him into the kitchen. "You said they could stay-"

"Yes, but I was also expecting some time to prepare for them! The guest room is still a complete mess!"

"Ah, they don't care. They'll sleep on the floor!" 

"Sharrkan, no. I am not gonna have guests sleep on the floor- no matter how annoying and infuriating they may be."

"...aren't annoying and infuriating the same thing?"

"Sharrkan!"

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry. I should've told you sooner."

"You think?" 

"Just, you can go get the guest room ready real fast. I'll keep them busy so they don't bug you, okay?"

"What about dinner? I still need to-"

"I'll cook the dinner. Just," He rested his hands on his shoulders. "Make up the guest room, if you really must. And then you can go hide out in our room for the rest of the night." He grinned some, tugging him forward to kiss his ear gently, nipping on it lightly. "And I'll join you later~" 

Spartos backed away some to glare at him, pushing his hands off of him. "Oh, no. Don't you dare think you'll get anything from me tonight. Or any night, for this whole week." 

Sharrkan gaped after his husband as he left the kitchen, adding a little flare to his walk for obvious reasons. "Such a tease.." He muttered before setting to work. 

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"Did you cook this?"

"It's really good!"

"I so knew you were the wife here-"

"Right?"

Spartos' eye twitched as he struggled not to stab himself with his fork. "Actually," He interrupted in a strained voice. "Sharrkan cooked this time. I didn't make any of it."