The war was over, Nick and you had finally retired to be together. It was quiet to say the least. After spending months getting your house sorted everything grinded to a halt.

That was until he picked up cooking. All types of food all the time. It was always sweet to come home to him passionately talking about something he'd made.

In particular, he enjoyed making Mexican meals. Nick cornered you the second you came home, beckoning you to the kitchen.

Sitting you down he practically shoved the plate in your face he was so eager. "C'mon, try this while it's hot."