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After a day of intensive cleaning, Liam was standing over the stove cooking for his aunt.
As the soup boiled the Scot could be heard muttering to himself, "A dash of pepper? For fucks sake what is a dash?" He ran his floury hands through his already puffy hair making it look like he was graying prematurely.
Tom snigger quietly as he watched his boyfriend struggle with the nonsensical cooking book. Tom quietly crept up behind Liam and wrapped his arms around the skinny Scot's waist.
"Hey, love," he whispered into the Scot's ear.
Liam jumped violently before picking up a spoon and whacking Tom on the head.
"Liam…" Tom complained refusing to let go of the Scot as Liam squirmed in his arms.
"Tom, I'm cooking," Liam said giving Tom another whack with the spoon.
Tom quickly pinned Liam's hand so that he could no longer assault him with cooking implements.
"Liam, it'll be fine," Tom said soothingly with an unusual tenderness in his hazel eyes.
Liam nodded slowly before getting a devious look in his eyes. He leaned forward to place his lips on Tom's. The bluenette moaned leaning into his boyfriend. Liam took the hand not being pinned to the counter and ran it down Tom's chest.
Suddenly a timer went off and Liam turned quickly to the stove.
Tom was still in a daze from the kiss when Liam threw over his shoulder, "Hey Tom, could you pick up my aunt from the airport?"
"Wait…what?" said Tom startling he had been day dreaming…
"Please?"
Tom rolled his eyes.
"Liam, I'm starting to associate seduction with chores," Tom groaned.
Liam laughed and threw the car keys at Tom.
Tom rolled his eyes again but headed out to the car revising his plan. Tom laughed, Liam definitely had it coming.