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Fanfic: Baking Cupcakes

Baking cupcakes.

By Marea67
Character:
Kevin and Scotty (Brothers & Sisters)
Rate: G
Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to B&S. Written for fun and with love and not for financial gain.
Summary: Kevin wants something from Scotty
Writer's note: Written for the fanfic-competion on Matthew Rhys Online - Assignment: write a fanfic based on one of the characters Matthew Rhys played.



*****

Kevin walks in and puts an arm around Scotty.
“Something smells good in here…. And so does the food.” He says. Scotty looks over his shoulder at his husband.
“You want something from me.” He concludes.

“Can’t a guy make a compliment to his gorgeous husband without immediately being suspected of having ulterior motives?” Kevin asks. Scotty doesn’t answer immediately, because the recipe requires his attention, but then he turns to Kevin.
“I know you….” Scotty starts.

“About time, after 3 years of marriage.” Kevin grins.
“… and you want something from me. Desperately.”
“It’s not… desperate. It’s more… I don’t know… Desperate is the wrong word, but…”

“I know you’re a lawyer, stop nitpicking.” Scotty orders.
“You’re not in a good mood?” Kevin tries to find out.
“I was…. Until you walked in and tried to get something done from me.”

“It’s not difficult…? You can do it with your eyes closed?” Kevin carefully promises.
“What?” Scotty now really want to know.
“Make me a batch of red velvet cupcakes? … I’ve been boasting about them at the office and now they want to taste them….”

“Really, Kevin? The office? Are you seriously asking me to bake cupcakes for a bunch of republicans who think of me as a second-degree citizen and who wish to deny me the right to get married to the man I love?” Scotty asks out loud. Kevin winces.

“Robert says he’s trying to make life better for gays and lesbians. Though I believe that the sermon he got from Jason also gave him a push in the right direction. So… Please, please, please?” Kevin begs and Scotty feels his defenses crumble.

Kevin’s puppy-eyes are hard to resist.
“Alright then….I’ll see what I can do.” Scotty answers noncommittally.

*****

“Well? Did they like them?” Scotty asks, as soon as Kevin enters the kitchen.
“Yes. Several of the women want to marry you.”
“A lot of good that will do me.” Scotty jokes.
“A few men are considering their options as well.”

“Ha! Now we’re talking!” Scotty laughs.
“You did an excellent job with those cupcakes.” Kevin compliments, before heading towards the bedroom.
“You still owe me my reward…” Scotty reminds him and Kevin stops.
“I haven’t forgotten.” He says.

“You will be cooking all week...”
“I know.”
“Can’t negotiate your way out of this one.” Scotty yells at the bedroom.

“Wasn’t planning to!” Kevin replies… “I just went by San Estephe to pick these up …” He exits the bedroom, dressed in one of Scotty’s chef’s jackets and he’s carrying a chef’s hat. Scotty starts to laugh.
“Just the sight of this makes it worth it. to make cupcakes for a bunch of Republicans.” He then says and, still laughing, and he leaves the kitchen to let Kevin cook.

THE END


   
Tags: character - kevin, character - scotty, fanfic - short story
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    I'm still not sure about the blond hair. :D

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  • all my stories: 2008

    2008 31 Dec. 2008 time to say goodbye 1/3 NC-17 Kevin/Scotty/Jason 31 Dec. 2008 new year's eve NC-17 Kevin/Scotty 30 Dec. 2008 1.09…

  • Matthew Rhys 2003

    I'm still not sure about the blond hair. :D

  • just a thought...

    My dear Luke, you can call it 'leg-day' all you like, but in all honesty, it wasn't your legs that got my attention.