Cooking dinner for Jack

[callmemajor]

It's a lovely evening, and Lorne is tempted to stop by the lake for a quick dip on the way, but he's carrying raw meat with him, which makes it seem like a bad idea. The walk itself is nearly as nice anyway, and Lorne smiles as the cabin comes into view.

It feels like coming home on leave, which he supposes it sort of is, except that he didn't have to apply for it, and it won't come out of his bank.

"You know what we should get, babe? A grill," he says as they come up the stairs to the porch.

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[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Good," Jack says, and Lorne gets another kiss.

[callmemajor]

Lorne smiles into the kiss before pulling away to put the tomatoes in the pan with some oil and herbs.

"Was this everything you wanted? Steak and fries and tomatoes?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Yup. Everything." He pours some oil into the kettle and puts it on the hook that hangs over the fireplace.

Some things he's just more comfortable doing his way.

[callmemajor]

Lorne covers the tomatoes and sets them on the stove, turning the steaks again.

"Any thoughts on what to do after dinner?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I could read to you," Jack says, smirking a bit.

[callmemajor]

Lorne smirks back. "You could, yeah. What are you reading these days?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"A biography of Theodore Roosevelt."

[callmemajor]

Lorne chuckles. "Really? Do you never read novels?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes I do! But I like history better. My degree's in it, remember?"

[callmemajor]

"I know," Lorne says. "But I don't just read books about rocks and engineering."

He smiles. "It's cute, though. You're kind of a nerd."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"A what?" Jack says, laughing a little.

[callmemajor]

"A nerd," Lorne says, smiling. "You like books and school and...you're...smart and shit."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Jack says and stirs the potatoes.


[ooc: Fade/pause? Sleepy.]

[callmemajor]

"This is one of those 'the future is weird' things, babe."


[ooc: Pause, then?]

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Yes, it is," Jack says, shaking his head.


[ooc: Kaykay.]

[callmemajor]

"Just keep remind yourself how much you love me," Lorne suggests.


[ooc: Sleep well!]

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh, honey, I never forget that," Jack sways, smirking.

[callmemajor]

Lorne chuckles. "Even when I'm all weird and...futurey?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"i love when you're futurey. I love when you confuse me."

[callmemajor]

"Aww...baby." Jack gets a kiss for that. "I love when you're old-fashioned too."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, sweetheart," Jack says and squeezes his hand.

[callmemajor]

Lorne squeezes back and returns to the stove. "Steaks are just about ready. How're the fries coming?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Nearly there." He gets a plate to drain the fries on.

[callmemajor]

Lorne nods and gets out two plates, dishing up the tomatoes and steaks.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack fishes the fries out of the oil with a pair of cooking tongs and stacks them on the plate, and brings them to the table.