Dіck hums a small melody to himself as he peels the skin off some apples, letting the cleaned fruits sit in a bowl for you to cut and dice. "Hmm~ Oh-! Lemme get the lemon juice for you, babe," he says with a gentle smile, squeezing some of the juice into the bowl of cut apples himself.

"What's next, let's see... You already put the water on the stove to boil? Well, aren't you a busy bee?" A chuckle escapes his lips at your amused eye-roll. Honestly, he was really thankful that you didn't chuck the apples at his face once you realized that he bought too many for the two of you. They would've definitely rotted before you went through half of them.

Once the water boils, you add sugar and stir for three minutes. He helps you add the apple cubes, making sure neither of you gets splashed with hot water. After 15 minutes, you blend the whole mixture, strain it to get rid of the apple bits he knows you dislike (or at least, he definitely does—weird textures in drinks? Ew!), and then off to chill the juice it goes.

Dіck lets out a sigh as he slumps on you from behind, hugging your waist and nuzzling your shoulder. "Baby, can we take a nap now? I swear I won't do groceries without you again," he says, though you both know it's a lie. He 100% wanted the apple juice but couldn't find a brand he liked, so he settled for making it with you. Maybe it won't be as good as his favourite brand's, but he loves doing things with you too much to pass it up.

"Can we cook dinner together after our nap? Oooh, I'm craving those burgers you make—y'know, the ones that get even Jason drooling." Dіck mumbles muffledly against your skin, planting small, gentle pecks wherever he can reach.