"Y/N, I'm starving. So either your cute butt picks where we go eat, or I'm picking myself and leaving little miss indecisive at home." Scott teased. You threw your head back and laughed. Picking where to go out to dinner was always the struggle for you and Scott. He was too sweet to just go somewhere you didn't want but you never knew what you wanted.
He shuffled the menus around in his hands and huffed once again.
"Babe, you know I can never pick! Just choose something!" you said through a laugh. You sat with your legs crossed on the couch, he sat across from you resting his back against the armrest.
"Ok. Mexican." he stated directly while watching your expression. You grimaced. You liked mexican food, but you really did not want to deal with Scott after he eats two orders of refried beans. You quickly remembered that you had told Scott to just choose something, which he did, so you were really in no place to object. You returned your look of disgust to your neutral expression and looked up from the menu to meet Scott's eyes. He has his eyebrows raised and his smile pulled into a tight smirk.
"Don't think I didn't see that face missy. You don't want Mexican!" he accused you while leaning forward and placing his elbows on his knees. You threw your hands up and opened your eyes innocently.
"I never said that! Mexican is fine!" you said defensively.
"Liar!" he shot back.
"I'm am not a liar!" Scott narrowed his eyes and cocked his head. He slowly raised one eyebrow and you giggled at his expression.
"Do you forget sometimes that I'm a mythological creature that can hear your heartbeat? You are such a liar!" he teased. He lunged towards you on the couch and pushed you backwards by your waist. He tickled you with a huge devilish smile on his face. You yelped out each time his hand found its way to your waist or underarms. You laughed loudly and occasionally was able to squeal out a "Scott stop it!!!" through your breathy laugh. You were interrupted by a loud growling sound. Your eyes went wide when and you looked at Scott with confusion, his cheeks now tainted with red but his eyes still a normal deep brown. You furrowed your eyebrows and he chuckled and buried his head into your neck.
"I told you I was hungry!" he exclaimed. You burst out with laughter realizing that the growl came from his stomach and not his mouth. You carefully tangled your fingers in his short hair and felt the rising and falling of his chest while he laid softly on top of you.
You started sit up and he gently slid off of you and returned to his original spot. You bent over to pick up menus that were now scattered over the floor and smiled at the slightly bent one from your and Scott's squirming and tickling. He wrapped his hand around your wrist and you glanced up at him sweetly, he was staring at you with the corners of his mouth slightly turned up. He looked back and forth between your eyes.
"What?" you asked and he only continued to fall deeper into your eyes "Staring is rude McCall." you joked. He only shook his head slightly and took your face in his hands, lightly brushing his thumbs over your cheekbones. He brought his lips to your forehead and gently pressed them against your skin.
"I love you. You know that?" he whispered. You closed your eyes and blushed deeply. You could feel your heart racing and you knew he could hear it. You nodded slightly before whispering, "I love you too Scott Mccall." He moved down slightly and placed his forehead against yours.
"How about we just make some Mac and Cheese here and stay in to watch a movie?" you suggested.
"Sounds perfect," he responded before pecking your nose and getting up. He started towards the kitchen.
"I'll start the mac and cheese and you pick the movie-" He stopped and slowly turned around upon the realization of his statement. He smiled at your now panicked face. You hated picking movies nearly as much as you hated picking what to eat. He laughed and headed back towards the living room where you were still seated on the couch.
"Actually, I'll pick the movie. You start the food." You hastily nodded and he squeezed your hand as he pulled you up off of the couch. He pulled you in for a tight embrace and a passionate kiss, but you were once again interrupted by the loud growling of Scott's stomach. You laughed as he groaned.
"Babe I'm hungry!" he whined before lightly tapping your butt to shoo you off to the kitchen. You stuck your tongue out at your adorable boyfriend before heading to the large box of dinosaur shaped Mac and Cheese. Suddenly, your stomach let out a soft rumbling noise....
"I heard that!"
