“Carloooos?” Lando asked suddenly, while cuddling in Carlos’s lap.
Carlos hummed, his hand absentmindedly tracing circles on Lando’s waist and hip, watching the series Lando put up.
It was some typical rom com, which had both of them interested.
Lando giggled.
“You seem hungry.”
Carlos’s eyes widened a bit, but he just smirked amused.
“Why? Cariño you hungry?” He teased.
Lando blushed and pouted.
“No I heard your stomach growl-“
“That was yours.”
“Wait wha-“
..
Lando’s stomach growled again.
“Oh.” Lando groaned, and Carlos burst out laughing.
Lando pouted more.
“Whatever.”
Then he grinned.
“Want mee to cook?”
that caused Carlos to look at Lando.
“Mi Vida- princesa- what?” Carlos asked incredously.
He really wanted to say oh god, please no.
But the look lando’s doe eyes were giving him.
Was too much.
“Fine..” Carlos huffed.
“But if you burn anything, I’m not talking to you for a month. Got it?” Carlos grumbled.
Lando giggled, quickly pecking Carlos’s cheek and getting off his lap.
“What you waaant?”
“Hm..whatever. I don’t mind.”
Lando thought for a bit.
“oooh, pasta?”
Carlos nodded, humming in response.
Lando smiled softly, running off to the kitchen.
As he stood in front of the counters.
He started panicking.
Oh god.
What now.