The one who calls himself Emerson was actually named William, but only one person was allowed to call him that. That person is Nero.

The room was steamy, the condensation from the heat clinging to the windows like a desperate animal searching for a mate. Sweat dripped down Will's forehead as he watched the shape of his boyfriend, Nero. Nero was small, slender and everything that Will wanted. Will watched him, his heart pounding as Nero tried to fit it in. Will could feel the blush as it creeped up on him.

"Um.." he started a little breathlessly "Nero?"
"Yes William?" Nero replied, meeting Will's eyes with his wide brown eyes.

"I..." Will swallowed, heart pounding still, sweat dripping down his forehead as he looked over the shape of his boyfriend, so gentle and looking easy for the taking "I don't think it's going to fit..."

"Of course it will!" Nero laughed, "Haven't you ever baked a lasagna before, strawberry? It won't take that long, and the pan is just the right size. I promise you that" He smiled.

Will's heart skipped a beat and he blushed deeper at Nero's smile, "If you say so" he mumbled.

"Indeed I do" Nero said as he brushed Will's hair out of his face, causing Will to blush more. Nero smiled "You shouldn't hide your face like that, William. I like seeing you blush and smile."

Will paused for a moment, "But it isn't really me you're seeing, now is it?"
"You know that isn't true. You're all I see right now," He said with a soft smile, "and you mean to much to me" Nero stood up on his tip toes and kissed Will on the nose, causing Will to turn, if possible, a brighter shade of red. "Come with me," Nero smiled, "We still have time until the lasagna is done."

Nero walked into the living room and sat on the couch, giving Will a welcoming smile. Will walked over to him slowly and curled up beside him, laying his head on his lap and Nero stroked his hair gently. He sighed contently and closed his eyes... he felt so warm...and so safe...

Far too soon, Will felt, Nero was gently shaking him awake "William," he said softly, "We need to check on dinner."

Will grumbled like the grumbly grump he is and rolled over to let Nero get up in an attempt to sleep longer. Nero just laughed and went into the kitchen, letting Will have his few more minutes of sleep.

Will opened one eye groggily and watched Nero pull out their dinner and put the finishing touches on it. He smiled lazily. The smallest things were the most attractive to him. He closed his eyes again, drifting off once more...

He could feel the weight of Nero sitting beside him, happily eating his creation, "William? Are you awake?"

Will looked at him sleepily and sat up "I am now" he grumbled.

"Taste this" Nero said, offering him a forkful of lasagna, "It's really good."

William blushed deeply Oh god, he's offering to feed me. He's too fucking cute I don't know how to respond! But Will said nothing, and he simply opened his mouth, watching Nero with an affectionate but flustered look on his face. Nero put the fork in Will's mouth, and Will ate the lasagna.

"You weren't kidding," He said with his mouthful, "This is really fucking good"

Nero clucked at him, not approving of the swearing, "I wish you wouldn't curse like that, William."

Will swallowed his bite of lasagna and smirked "How about you try and stop me, Nero-politan?"

Nero said nothing and slipped another bite of lasagna between his boyfriend's lips and smirked.

William ate it rather grumpily, and again with his mouth full, he said "That wasn't exactly what I was hoping for, you-"

But Nero cut him off with a deep kiss on the lips, turning Will's face a vibrate shade of red. Will responded immediately to the feel of Nero's lips. After about a minute, Nero pulled back and smiled, "What did I tell you about talking with your mouth full?"

William huffed a blushed a little more.

Turns out, talking with your mouth full shows you one thing; love tastes like lasagna.