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schizoauthoressTitle: Devious Stares in My Direction
Author: D.L.SchizoAuthoress
Rating: G
Spoilers: Hah! Screw your timelines, I refuse to be fettered!
Warnings: fluff, crack, Kon-El/Jason Todd pairing, these boys are goofballs
Word Count: 379
Summary: Their third-favorite pastime, after sex and snuggles.
Word of the Day: morceau, noun:
1. Piece; morsel.
2. An excerpt or passage of poetry or music.
Devious Stares in My Direction
"Oh, cherry pie!" Kon exclaimed in a rapturous voice, as he held the pie tin up to his face and rubbed his cheek against the side.
"...would you two like to be alone?" Jason asked in the driest tone of voice he could muster (and, having been educated partially by a proper English butler, he could muster quite a bit).
Kon twirled in mid-air with the dessert, flashing a grin at Jason. "Not if you have plates and utensils and ice cream!"
"That is what I went into the kitchen to get..."
"Excellent!" Kon used his TTK to tug away the items in Jason's hands, spreading them out over the dining room table properly even as he shifted the pie tin to one hand and leaned close to Jason to kiss him on the nose. He teased, "Best pie with boyfriend ever."
Jason frowned slightly, crossing his arms over his chest. "You mean boyfriend with pie. I made it."
"And you delivered the pie to me," Kon reasoned -- or pretended to reason. He stuck out his tongue a second later. "Therefore, pie with boyfriend."
"Boyfriend makes more pies. Pie just is." Jason argued, starting to pout theatrically. "Therefore, boyfriend with pie."
Kon floated over to the table and set the pie down, picking up the smooth-edged kitchen knife and slicing generous portions for them both. As he plated the slices, he smirked over his shoulder at Jason. "More pie is good. Keep talkin'..."
"Apple," Jason offered. "Lattice top or Dutch-style."
"Ma makes the best."
"Coconut cream."
"You can't make it better than Hilary -- she can use coconuts fresh off the tree." Kon started scooping the ice cream, using the time to hide a devious grin. It was just too much fun to argue with Jason.
"Lemon meringue."
"Meringue, blech," Kon shot back.
"You liked it three weeks ago!" Jason exclaimed, frustrated. Kon didn't explain, and he huffed before making another offer, this time for, "Pecan pie."
"We-ell..."
"Family recipe."
Kon wavered visibly at that. Jason smirked. "Well?"
His boyfriend hovered back to him, and offered the prepared plates and waiting until Jason made a selection between the two. Kon gave Jason his best 'puppy dog eyes' and admitted defeat by saying, "Best ever boyfriend, pie or not."
Author: D.L.SchizoAuthoress
Rating: G
Spoilers: Hah! Screw your timelines, I refuse to be fettered!
Warnings: fluff, crack, Kon-El/Jason Todd pairing, these boys are goofballs
Word Count: 379
Summary: Their third-favorite pastime, after sex and snuggles.
Word of the Day: morceau, noun:
1. Piece; morsel.
2. An excerpt or passage of poetry or music.
Devious Stares in My Direction
"Oh, cherry pie!" Kon exclaimed in a rapturous voice, as he held the pie tin up to his face and rubbed his cheek against the side.
"...would you two like to be alone?" Jason asked in the driest tone of voice he could muster (and, having been educated partially by a proper English butler, he could muster quite a bit).
Kon twirled in mid-air with the dessert, flashing a grin at Jason. "Not if you have plates and utensils and ice cream!"
"That is what I went into the kitchen to get..."
"Excellent!" Kon used his TTK to tug away the items in Jason's hands, spreading them out over the dining room table properly even as he shifted the pie tin to one hand and leaned close to Jason to kiss him on the nose. He teased, "Best pie with boyfriend ever."
Jason frowned slightly, crossing his arms over his chest. "You mean boyfriend with pie. I made it."
"And you delivered the pie to me," Kon reasoned -- or pretended to reason. He stuck out his tongue a second later. "Therefore, pie with boyfriend."
"Boyfriend makes more pies. Pie just is." Jason argued, starting to pout theatrically. "Therefore, boyfriend with pie."
Kon floated over to the table and set the pie down, picking up the smooth-edged kitchen knife and slicing generous portions for them both. As he plated the slices, he smirked over his shoulder at Jason. "More pie is good. Keep talkin'..."
"Apple," Jason offered. "Lattice top or Dutch-style."
"Ma makes the best."
"Coconut cream."
"You can't make it better than Hilary -- she can use coconuts fresh off the tree." Kon started scooping the ice cream, using the time to hide a devious grin. It was just too much fun to argue with Jason.
"Lemon meringue."
"Meringue, blech," Kon shot back.
"You liked it three weeks ago!" Jason exclaimed, frustrated. Kon didn't explain, and he huffed before making another offer, this time for, "Pecan pie."
"We-ell..."
"Family recipe."
Kon wavered visibly at that. Jason smirked. "Well?"
His boyfriend hovered back to him, and offered the prepared plates and waiting until Jason made a selection between the two. Kon gave Jason his best 'puppy dog eyes' and admitted defeat by saying, "Best ever boyfriend, pie or not."