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As Nom walked up the stairs of his apartment building he was so done with the day. He had just finished a double shift at the station as he had covered Gracie's shift too, for the fifth time this week. He was tired and just wanted to go to bed, especially because he had to be back at work tomorrow at 6 am. He definitely didn’t feel like cooking, so he'd probably just get a loaf of bread or something.
The moment Nom opened his front door he could hear pop music coming from the kitchen and saw shoes and a coat that wasn’t his in the entrance. It seemed someone had let themselves in with the key he gave them, without telling him. And as Nom heard the soft voice singing along to a Disney song in the kitchen he felt a smile grow on his face. Scott was here. He liked that Scott was here. Even if he was tired.
Nom quickly and with newfound energy took off his shoes and jacket and threw his work bag on the floor next to the door. He then speed-walked towards his kitchen, after all he now had an amazing boyfriend to hug and greet.
It was clear that Scott was too absorbed in the song and his cooking to have heard the front door opening, which is why Nom stopped himself in the doorframe of the kitchen for a second just watching as Scott was enjoying himself. dancing and singing in the kitchen while he was waiting for the water to boil and let the sauce slowly simmer.
Now Nom wasn’t a good dancer far from it, but as Scott did a little step to the side closer to the door, Nom stepped forward and took the blond’s hand to twirl him around before pulling him closer in a hug.
Scott let out a little yelp of surprise, before starting to laugh and hug Nom back. “Nom you scared me, i didn’t even hear you come in.”
“I'm sorry, was I not loud enough while entering my own home to not surprise my beautiful boyfriend who came over unannounced?” Nom asked with clearly fake sympathy.
“Exactly.” Scott chuckled before leaning up and placing a soft kiss on Nom's lips.
Once they separated again Scott stepped back to the stove as the water was now boiling and before throwing in the spaghetti he had put on the counter and slowly easing them into the water. As Scott was doing that Nom moved to the cabinet where the plates were, in an attempt to set the table.
“Oh no, you don’t mister.” Scott stopped him with a glare, just as he was opening the cabinet.
“What do you mean, i don’t?” Nom emidiatly asked.
“I'm making dinner and you’re going to relax,” Scott simply stated, as the spaghetti where now fully submerged in the water and he started the timer.
“I'm just trying to set the table Scott, your already cooking; I'm not just gonna make you do everything.” Nom immediately argued back.
“You’re not making me do anything, Nom. I want to do this, i know you’ve been covering all of Gracie's shift this week because first she and now her wife is sick, and I know that you’ve barely been sleeping because of it and probably will be waking up early tomorrow to,” Scott argued while stirring the sauce.
“So, you’ve been studying all week to for your big exam, so don't lie to me and tell me you’ve been sleeping a reasonable amount.” Nom emidiatly argued back as he picked up to plate.
“Maybe so but I’ve written my exam today and have no classes to worry about tomorrow, so I win.” Scott declared with a disarming smile as he took the plates from Nom's hands and put them back in the cupboard with a sly smirk, “Plus I already set the table before you got here.”
“Your joking?” Nom said in disbelief before walking over to have a little gander at the living room, where he found a perfectly set table. Dam, the pretty blond really will be the end of him. After that, Nom just turned around to find Scott stirring the spaghetti so they wouldnt stick to the pot.
“So this whole time you had the table already set and were making me argue over setting it?” Nom asked with clearly fake hurt in his voice.
Scott over the top pretended to think about it before turning his head back and confidently answering, “Yes!”
“You, you’re something else mister,” Nom pretended to be offended as he walked closer before hugging Scott from behind and putting his head on Scott shoulder.
“Nom! I'm cooking,” Scott said through his surprise at the other's action, before bursting out laughing. He loved how Nom got clingy when he was tired, it was just the cutest thing to Scott. Even if it was currently slightly inconvenient, as his movement was slightly hindered.
“And im cuddling,” Nom playfully argued back while only moving colser.
“Fine but when the timer goes off you’re going to the table so i can plate up the food.” Scott said as e leaned back into Nom just a little bit. He could always get the brunette to cuddle more after dinner.
It didn’t take too long after that for the two of them to be sitting across each other talking over some delicious spaghetti with tomato sauce and meatballs. Nom then Maneged to convince Scott to allow him to help clean up, by distracting the blond with a kiss. Before both of them decided to just go to sleep, while cuddling. And let the exhaustion claim them.
The next morning when Nom’s alarm woke him up, he quickly turned it off after only two rings as he didn’t want to wake the blond sleeping in his arms quite so early. So instead he quietly moved the other to the side placed a kiss on his forehead and went about his morning as quietly as he could. Leaving a note for Scott on the counter before he left and finding that Scott must have snuck a lunch he had prepared into Nom's bag last night at some point. When had he even managed to do that?
How Nom wished this could become thier normality, it’s too sad that Scott has to live in his stupid university lodging because of his scholarship. But once hes done with that Nom would definitely try to convince him to move in permanently, officially. Then he could see his boyfriend every day. Just like he wished he could.