Genre; Yaoi ^/^

Rating; Idk Xd

Theme; Christmas? xd

Au ^^

"Oh no, you really didn't have to, un," Deidara said with false enthusiasm that his coworker didn't catch. She had such a mirthful grin on that Deidara couldn't really tell her that homemade, glutton-free, vegan cookies weren't his absolute favorite. But he did anyway and took a bite of one just to appease her and she wished him a merry Christmas before shimmying off to give more cookies to their boss.

Deidara managed to swallow the undercooked dough before he checked his wristwatch and swore silently to himself. He slid into his jacket and threw on his scarf before leaving the building unannounced to get home to a, most likely, angry boyfriend. It was only a two block walk to his shared apartment, but with the dropping temperatures and endless amount of white shit falling from the sky, it seemed like a mile.

Once he got into the lobby, he shook off the snow in his hair before untying his scarf and saying a hello to the doorman. In the privacy of the elevator he ran through the excuses in his head for a reason as to why he was late. He looked down at the plate of saran-wrapped cookies and considered that as a good enough apology gift.

He saw his door at the end of the carpeted hall and took out his keys to unlock it but before he could even slide it into the lock, the door opened to reveal his nearly pensive lover who was wearing a cozy red sweater with a well-fitted pair of jeans that hugged his ass nicely as Deidara had told him before.

He put on his best smile as he tried to step it. "Hi, Da–" The door was abruptly shut in his face and Deidara sighed as he heard the lock click shut. "Danna," He whined, knocking on the door before unlocking it and stepping inside. "Don't be mad, un."

"You were supposed to be home an hour ago to help cook, you fucking brat, not get drunk at an office party," Sasori hissed as he took a casserole out of the oven. Even in an apron, Sasori looked like he could strangle you with his mitten-covered hands.

"I didn't drink, un. And I already told you I had to stay that long or else I wouldn't get my bonus." Deidara set the cookies on the counter as he got snapped at for wearing his wet boots in the kitchen. "I brought you some cookies," He supplied as an excuse as he kicked off his boots in the entryway.

Sasori eyed them and moved the wrapper to sniff one before taking a bite. He hummed lightly and spat out the cookie before glaring at the blonde with complete malice. "Did you make these?" Deidara gulped and just nodded, hoping he wouldn't have to help cook. Sasori quickly shoved him out of the kitchen. "You aren't cooking shit, brat!"

Deidara smiled lightly as Sasori threw his scarf at him but he caught it and pulled the redhead closer to him before pecking at his lips. "Thanks for everything, Danna, un."

Sasori blushed just barely but he frowned slightly before he cleared his throat. "You're welcome, Deidara. Now get out of my kitchen."