@Fraust
Larkin nuzzled against Samul, sighing shakily as he whined needily. "Mmmm… what did I ever do to deserve you, Samul…?" He asked softly, burying his face further into the other's chest.
Larkin nuzzled against Samul, sighing shakily as he whined needily. "Mmmm… what did I ever do to deserve you, Samul…?" He asked softly, burying his face further into the other's chest.
"You didn't do anything at all, Larkin," Samul said softly. "I'm the one who could never deserve you. I try, though."
"I haven't done anything special, Samul… you deserve better than me. I love you…" He mumbled softly.
I could never deserve better than you, Larkin," Samul said with a soft hum. He kissed Larkin's head, resting his head on the other.
Larkin sighed softly and huddled close to Samul. "There are so many better people than me… people who aren't anything like me."
"That's why I could never love them, Larkin. I love you, not anyone else." Samul cupped Larkin's cheeks gently, kissing his head.
Larkin smiled weakly, his eyes shining. "Y-You're sweet, Samul…" He murmured softly. "I'm a very lucky man."
"I'm a very lucky man too, Larkin, to have you." Samul rested his forehead on Larkin's, offering a small smile.
"Mm…" Larkin fell quiet, huddling closer to Samul. He jumped when the oven timer finally went off.
Samul looked over as the timer went off, carefully pulling away from Larkin to turn it off and pull the chicken out.
"Hungry still?" he asked, already portioning the meat out.
Larkin nodded and followed Samul over, looking at the food with wide, eager eyes. "Always. Where do you wanna eat?"
"How about at the table?" Samul offered, looking to Larkin. "Think you can set it?"
"Sure, sure…" Larkin hurried between the cabinet and the table, quickly getting plates and utensils set out.
Samul chuckled some, finishing with their food and carrying it to the table.
"Love you dear," he said, smiling as he dished out the food.
"Love you too!" He quickly began eating as soon as the food was in front of him, his tail wagging excitedly.
Samul smiled, starting to eat himself.
"So, how is it?"
"It's good!" Larkin replied, his voice a bit muffled from his mouth being full of food. "Thanks!"
"I'm glad! You did really well with the herbs dear, thank you." Samul hummed some, holding back a chuckle. Larkin was so sweet…
Larkin flushed a bit and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "T-Thanks… I really didn't do all that much, though."
"You'd be surprised how many people wouldn't be able to do what you did," Samul said in turn. He smiled, kissing Larkin's cheek.
"It's just a bit of chopping… doesn't take too much dexterity." He shrugged a bit and returned the kiss.
"I've seen people in cooking classes have a hard time with it," Samul countered. She smiled, taking a bite of his chicken.
Larkin shrugged again. "I dunno. I never thought cutting stuff was all that hard. Doesn't even require any cooking."
"Cutting things properly is very important to cooking," Samul said, making an exaggerated 'matter-o-factly" face.
"I guess that makes sense. I just never really thought about it much." He stuck another bite of food in his mouth.
"Mm. Most people don't." Samul offered a smile, though, reaching over to lightly squeeze Larkin's free hand.
Larkin smiled softly and kissed Samul's cheek. "Well, maybe I can learn some more stuff to help."
"Really? I think that would be fun," Samul said, smiling some in turn. "Something we could do together."
Larkin nodded a bit, his cheeks flushing lightly. "Y-Yeah, I think it would be fun. Then I can help so you don't always have to do everything yourself."
"Sounds like a plan, then!" Samul smiled, taking Larkin's hand and giving it a light squeeze.
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