Any drabble with Samcedes lol. But I would love to see Domestic Samcedes or Kiddie Samcedes (:
"Sam! Baby, I'm home! Where are you?" Mercedes Evans asked as she walked in the house. The only response she got was some clashing coming from the kitchen. "The hell?'
The sight that she saw simply left her in awe. In the kitchen she saw her husband, Sam, and her 7 month old twins, Gabriella and Isabella, attempting to make from the looks of it spaghetti and cookies. The cookies looked like it would survive, but the spaghetti was a different story.
"What's going on in here?" Mercedes asked as she made her way to greet her family.
"Hey baby! I was just- well, trying to make dinner but I think our Bellas' is trying to take charge." Sam replied with a slight chuckle.
Mercedes giggled as she kissed who two daughters, who had spaghetti sauce all over them and their high chairs, and then made over to her husband to give him with a sweet kiss.
"Well how about we just order out tonight. It looks like a Cloudy Chance of Meatballs in here." She smiled as she looked into her husband's eyes.
Sam pouted. "But Mercy, I prom-"
"I know you promised that you would cook tonight. But Sam, look at the girls! They look a mess!" she laughed as Gabriella let out a happy scream. She took his hands into hers, "I am proud of you, though. It's not easy cooking while watching the kids. How about this? I'll let you make breakfast in the morning and I'll watch the girls. You can make those special pancakes that we love."
Sam sighed as he started to give in. "Fiiinee. Fair enough."
"Good. I'll go get the girls cleaned up as you clean up the kitchen, okay?" She said as she found a rubber band to pull up her hair so that she wouldn't get any sauce in it.
"Not so fast." Sam smiled. Before she could respond, Sam dipped his head down and gave her a firm, but loving kiss. "I love you." He said, after a few seconds of kissing.
"I love you, too." Mercedes responded breathlessly.
They starred into each other's eyes adoringly, as if they were in their own world. Matter of fact, they were in their own world, until the twins started squealing with delight.
"We have two happy girls don't we?" Sam asked as he got Isabella out of her high chair and handed her to Mercedes.
"We do." She replied lovingly.
"I hope the sauce comes out of your suit! Those are one of my favorites!" Sam yelled behind his wife, watching her ass switch from side to side as she made her way to the twin's room upstairs.
"I'm sure it will! Oh! And save the sugar cookies! They look really good!" She replied.
Sam looked shattered at the pan on the counter and shyly said, "Those are biscuits."
This one is for TWrites! I hope you enjoyed it!
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