The smell of chocolate chip cookies filled the whole apartment and Elijah let out a contented sigh. It had been a long day at the precinct and he had requested for Juliet to bake his favourite childhood snack - something different than his favourite cinnamon roll. As he dropped his things onto the credenza beside the front door, Elijah placed his bag under it too and craned his snack to look for the woman who has been nothing short of a dream. He flashed her his famous grin, winking at Juliet as he approached her. Wrapping his arms around her from the back, Eli placed his chin on her shoulder, watching her put the cookies onto the cooling rack for them to set. "Hope you had a better day than me. It was just absolute hell just now." Elijah pressed a small kiss on her shoulder, pausing to breathe in her scent. Her sweet perfume had blended together with the baked goods and he had to smother that carnal desire for her - perhaps later. Placing a soft kiss on her temple, Elijah moved away reluctantly.
"Cocoa's good for this occasion hhmm?" He took out two mugs, making the best drink to pair with cookies. "Are we allowed to make our hot cocoa, Irish?" Elijah shot Juliet a tight smile, as if to cringe at himself. He held up a bottle of Bailey's and feigned a pleading sign to her. "Come on, it'll be nicer," he insisted, snickering at her disapproval. He poured some into his own mug but left hers alone. Elijah moved around the counter, hands reaching out to pull Juliet into his arms. His tiers found her forehead, pressing a kiss on it. "Thank you." Then down to the tip of her nose. A swell of emotions had filled his chest and Elijah was sure it was love - although neither of them had said it out loud. "For being so understanding... so giving..." he whispered, warm breath playing on her lips as he nuzzled his nose against hers. "For being so damn perfect for me." Then he closed the fraction of a space between them to capture her lips with his.
