"Luke, really…" The slightly annoyed Bo sighed. "I'm just not in the mood, okay?"
"But you KNOW we can't live without it! We're both men, after all!" Pressing into matters firmly, Luke tried to reason with the unwilling blond.
"Why don't you just get Owen to help you with it?"
Luke huffied before carefully enunciating, "I don't want Owen; I want you."
Bo felt defeat nearing. He could not imagine a more stubborn person than Luke. There was some truth in the words of the other, but at the moment, Bo seemed too exhausted to comply with the request.
Continuing, Luke planted his elbows on the work bench, leaning his chin on his fists. He looked Bo straight in the eyes. "Are you fishing for compliments again? As if you didn't know… You're the only one I'm actually willing to do this with. Well, until I get married or something."
That comment only annoyed Bo further. About to retreat towards the kitchen, he left without saying a word.
However, Luke was all-too-quick to stop him. "I'm HUNGRY, Bo! Please! Just this once, then?!"
As the blue-haired young man approached the smaller boy, he firmly grasped his shoulders, to prevent possible escape. "We need groceries, and I'm so hungry! I don't know how long I'll last without banana pudding!!"
Peeling away from the demanding other, Bo complied at last, "All right… Before dinner, I'll go shopping with you. Just please let go of me."
In an enthusiastic mess, Luke almost thrust Bo away from him, letting him go, as requested. He then bound towards his bedroom to fetch his socks and shoes.
Shaking his head in disbelief, Bo quietly muttered, "Honestly… All for banana pudding?"