a little rated T one-shot using CW's Beauty and the Beast characters and frankly my excuse to let you guys know that FF has made a new folder specifically for CW's Beauty and the Beast. (see profile for the link) So spread the word! (the reason why it's rated T is so that this folder pops up when you're searching the tv shows section. hmm.. clever kimochy indeed. Rated T for Treat for all my followers, reviewers, favorite-rs and subscribers. :-)

Vincent POV.

He ran her fingers through her hair feeling it's softness as the smell of lavender wafted up his nose, he let out a slow breath and looked down at her from his propped elbow across her pillow.

"good morning" he murmured when he sensed she was very much awake, going by her foot that was inching up his leg and back down again, She looked up at him and smiled. "G'morning, mind if I run a shower?" she asked. He smirked and nodded a no. "how about this.. You shower, I make breakfast."

She extended her hand for a shake on it kind of deal. He shook it once and pulled her down towards him the next, with a yelp from her as he reached up to touch his lips with hers giving her a soft and gentle kiss.

With reluctance she pulled away and sauntered off into the shower, all while humming contently, he noticed the bed sheet wrapped around her little frame and the way it dragged along on the wood floor a bit, he stifled a laugh.

Peeling himself off from the bed to make breakfast.

Catherine POV.

She heard a series of sneezes and coughs. Pulling on a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt she sneaked towards the kitchen to watch.. No.. hear like if he was going through pure torture.

He must have sensed her nearby, because he turned around and gave her a look of pure hopelessness and despair, she frowned as she caught sight of red watery eyes and heard sniffling..

"It's the pepper again isn't it." she murmured.

With his heightened olfactory senses, smelling strong things like pepper, onions or even toasting chili sent him through hell. Every single time.

He turned away from the stove to sneeze in his elbow. He merely nodded.

"and the onions.." he murmured.

onions?

"and the onions.. jesus Vincent you know you're sensitive to all that.." she countered, trying to stifle in a laugh but no avail, it slipped out of her in a rush, bringing tears to her eyes, as he stood there glowering at her.

It took a good five minutes for her to calm down.

He briefly turned of all the burners and went to the balcony that overlooked the next batch of cookie cutter apartment buildings.

Oh crap now he felt bad for teasing him, quick on her feet, she gathered up a fruit salad, one bowl each and leftover for him for when he wanted more, ha-ha who was she kidding? he always ate more than she did, if he wasn't for the beast who wanted his fair share too.

She brought it out and presented it to him, he sat in her little waterproof chair and table reserved for the balcony only, it was little but it could sure hold him.

"I thought I would make a quick snack.. we could just eat out... later."

She could see his eyes flare up at her words.

She registered what she had said, as her eyes went wide when he pushed away the table in between the two, hauled her up so that she would wrap her toned legs around his waist.

Going back in exactly how they came out.

"I'd like that.. very much." he growled into her ear, as the door to her bedroom closed shut behind them.