(AN: Here is another one. I'm going to try and update this a lot more. Please R&R. Hope you enjoy.)
Breakfast
George yawned as he whisked the eggs in a bowl. It had been a few weeks since him and Elliot got together and he felt more comfortable around the man. He was comfortable that he was cooking only in his boxers. Elliot didn't seem to mind so it was a positive thing.
"Morning," a groggy voice said and George gave a quick look behind him.
"Morning to you too," he said with a smile.
"Um, you look good this morning and so does the pancake," the detective said as he kissed George's shoulder.
"I'm cooking."
"I know," Elliot said as he kissed his neck.
"Since you want to be so hands on, you can make these eggs."
Elliot took the bowl from the doctor. "Sure."
George gave Elliot a pan and then went to flip a pancake. Elliot poured the eggs into the pan and started to scramble them. George started another pancake.
"I thought that maybe we could stay in today," Elliot said.
George gave a small smile. "I think that would be good. We can talk."
Elliot nodded. "Nothing about work though," he said.
"I know, El," the doctor said.
The detective looked over t him before he turned off the eggs.