A/N: This is my first story on here, and is really only intended as a one shot. However, if you'd like a second chapter just mention it in a review or something and I will include it. Reviews are very much appreciated, and I hope you enjoy!
Alex entered the room, and immediately groaned at what lay before him. Walking over do the red-headed boy sprawled across his duvet he gave him a harsh poke, which Sean responded to with a low grunt.
"Do you have any idea what time it is?" the freckled teen moaned lazily, mouthing the words into the warm sheets and making no effort to turn and face the blonde boy scowling down at him.
"It's five-," Alex began, interrupted by a groan, "-in the afternoon. You've been in bed for like sixteen hours. Anyway, the professor wanted to politely remind you get your ass into the kitchen to start cooking dinner!" Sean groaned again, reaching for the nearest pillow and failing to swat the blonde boy away with it (probably due to the fact that his face was still buried in the tender caress of the mattress beneath it). Alex, not renowned for his patience, resorted to grabbing the ginger by the neck of the over-large T-shirt draped over his skinny frame and practically throwing him against the bathroom door.
"Clean your teeth, get changed and get your scrawny ass down those stairs because I am not making excuses for you in front of an angry Hank again!" Alex said through gritted teeth.
"Wasn't that bad…" Sean began to justify, but was interrupted when Alex abruptly stuck his face about an inch from the freckled boy's.
"He sprayed blue-furry-animal-dude saliva in. My. Face." Alex said, making sure to emphasise the last 3 words.
Sean gave him a lopsided grin, "I'll do dinner if you kiss me" he pouted. Alex's face remained rigidly set in a frown. "Please. Just one?" Sean jokingly begged, attempting his version of puppy-dog eyes that only really worked on Alex.
"You have morning breath" Alex complained.
"You said yourself that it was afternoon already"
"Which makes the fact that you have morning breath so much worse!"
"Please, Alex," Sean grinned, he could tell that his boyfriend's resistance was wearing thin. "If you don't kiss me now then I suppose you won't want to do other stuff after dinner" he continued, leaning back slightly and mentally counting backwards: 'Five, four, three-'
Without warning Alex seemed to give up on any arguments he had been making in his head and practically lunged forward to plant a kiss on his boyfriend's smirking lips, telling himself that it was just to shut the other boy up. Sean's smile widened and he went to snake and arm around Alex's neck when the older boy pulled back, breaking the kiss as abruptly as he had started it.
Sean, refusing to let the slight disappointment he was feeling show, flashed the blonde a cheesy grin and waltzed into the bathroom, shouting a quick "I love you," as Alex exited the room to finish training. He let out a giggle upon hearing Alex mutter a reluctant "You too, asshole," when he thought that Sean was out of earshot. Alex really should have learned by now that Sean was never out of earshot.
When Alex entered the kitchen later, he was greeted with the not-unwelcome sight of Sean holding a wooden spoon between his teeth whilst staring intently at a recipe for pea risotto. He didn't seem to notice Alex enter, or was just choosing to ignore him. Deciding he didn't particularly care at this point, Alex leaned against the doorframe, casting a gaze over at Sean, who seemed reluctant to get dressed properly if the baggy white vest and shorts that barely clung to his hips were anything to go by. He couldn't help it when an appreciative smile crept across his lips as his boyfriend bent over grab a saucepan from the cupboard. His silent appreciation was cut short, however, as Sean glanced over his shoulder.
"It's rude to stare y'know. And if you've got nothing to do you can come over here and help me figure out the difference between risotto rice and regular," he said, now standing with his hands on his hips, attempting to pout. Alex grinned, sauntering over and placing his hands over the red-head's, trying to disguise his happiness when Sean instinctively leaned in for a kiss. Something that Alex was happy to grant him, especially now that his breath smelled of mint toothpaste and not duvet.
Alex had learned that Sean was a rather sloppy kisser, and whenever they kissed it felt like the red-head was just playing a game as he jokingly fought for dominance but eventually gave in and let Alex invade his mouth before they both pulled away, panting slightly for air. Sean's face was flushed, bringing out the freckles that dotted it. Alex grinned at that and gave him another peck on the lips before pulling back and glancing down at the packets in the cupboard. He sighed, "The risotto rice is in the packet labelled 'risotto rice' dumb ass," he muttered. Sean gave him a sly smile.
"Don't tell me you thought that the question was anything but a reason to get you over here," he joked, "And you didn't think my ass was so dumb when you were staring at it earlier." Grabbing the correct packet, Sean emptied a good amount of it into the saucepan that was already filled with water, and turned the stove on.
As he made that night's dinner and managed to baffle himself trying to understand Charles' insane kitchen organisation Sean pretended to complain about Alex following him around the kitchen with a tight grip around his waist.
It seemed that everybody was appreciative of Sean's cooking, it may not be brilliant but as least it didn't contain remnants of blue fur (which had gotten Hank out of cooking duty for the foreseeable future) and the strange after-taste that accompanied every dish the professor made. And of course any of the younger students who showed a reluctance to eat something so green were soon glared down by Alex, who then received a fond but reprimanding glance from Charles. As Alex watched over the students who were on washing up duty, he was approached by a beaming red-head. "Pea risotto went better than expected," Sean grinned, obviously very pleased with the reception his cooking had received. Alex couldn't help but smile back.
"I'm pretty sure pride is a sin," he muttered, leaning forward to plant a chaste kiss on Sean's lips.
"Is that your way of saying 'Good job Sean, I knew you could do it'?" Sean chuckled, then he put his hand to his mouth, letting out a massive (and blatantly fake yawn), "Anyway, you coming up to bed or what?" he said, not even bothering to lower his voice around the children. This, of course, earned them a few snickers from the younger students remaining in the kitchen area. Alex grinned at this.
"Give me five minutes, or the Prof'll wring my neck for leaving these idiots alone with sharp objects'" he said. Sean giggled, and blew Alex a mock-serious kiss as he walked away towards the blonde's bedroom. It had become a regular occurrence for Sean to sleep In Alex's room, for the obvious reasons but also because Sean constantly complained that he had gotten stuck with the smaller room, despite the fact that every room in the mansion was massive.
Watching the red-head stroll away, Alex allowed his mind to wander to thoughts of what exactly he and Sean would be doing in five minutes. The mental images were enough for him to practically sprint back to their room once the washing up was done.