chellemrys
Gay for Natalie Dormer
Cas giggled, mocking Adrian's response to him having a hangover. "I have a remedy for that." He pushed himself to a sitting position, and hung his legs off the edge of the bed. "It's called, not drinking." Walking over to the blinds, he shut them- repeating how Adrian took care of him when he was ill. He snatched the cup he had given him, still sitting on the bedside, and filled it in the bathroom sink, before placing it down again in Adrian's reach.
Cas made a sound of contemplation, not sure what Adrian would want. He didn't know how to make Earth breakfasts. He padded out into the kitchen, only wearing boxers, enjoying the warm air of the home on his skin.
He returned about twenty minutes later, a hot cup of coffee he successfully created after wrestling with the coffee machine for most of the time he was out there. He also came back with scrambled eggs. He had scoured the fridge for something he even remotely recognized, and found eggs. He didn''t know what kind of eggs, since there were hundreds of varieties from his time, but he knew how to cook them. He also had thrown thin slices of a zucchini-like vegetable in the mix, with onion he had found in the fridge. They were really soft and juicy, fried with the egg mixture. He brought Adrian a fork and his coffee, and held it out to him with a proud smile, "I cooked human food.. Except for the palataneenni."
Cas made a sound of contemplation, not sure what Adrian would want. He didn't know how to make Earth breakfasts. He padded out into the kitchen, only wearing boxers, enjoying the warm air of the home on his skin.
He returned about twenty minutes later, a hot cup of coffee he successfully created after wrestling with the coffee machine for most of the time he was out there. He also came back with scrambled eggs. He had scoured the fridge for something he even remotely recognized, and found eggs. He didn''t know what kind of eggs, since there were hundreds of varieties from his time, but he knew how to cook them. He also had thrown thin slices of a zucchini-like vegetable in the mix, with onion he had found in the fridge. They were really soft and juicy, fried with the egg mixture. He brought Adrian a fork and his coffee, and held it out to him with a proud smile, "I cooked human food.. Except for the palataneenni."