Sooo that post https://www.tumblr.com/garbagegalpals/813066123955388416/oooh-will-you-be-writing-any-of-the-scenarios?source=share
A lil jayvik story for y'all. Modern AU. Sorry for mistakes if you see them, English is not my native.
"Viktor was going home after a light lab day, carrying a few bags full of his favourite zaunite street food. It became his little indulging ritual not so long ago - lazy Friday evenings full of savoury zaunite dishes to stuff himself. Viktor set the table, prepared things all for himself, always smiling a bit. There was a lot of seafood, a different sea creatures what was easily to get in the Zaun bay. And a lot of oil and sauces. Viktor just finished another plate, already feeling pretty full, when his phone rang. It was Jayce... He usually called Viktor on the weekends offering him to hangout together, and Viktor always answered. Spending time with Jayce was... Nice. More than nice, a lot. They're sitting in the cafe or bar talking about their research, but then then the subject changing to something simpler, something that friends talking about. What do you like to do on your free time, Vik? Oh, that sounds great! Do you think we could do it together? Oh, sure, Jayce...
- Hey, Vik! How's your evening going?
- It's fine. Peaceful. Why are you calling? It's pretty late, - Viktor leaned forward, adjusting his tightened clothes. - Did something happen in the lab?
- No, no! It's not about work. I... - Jayce didn't finished, trying to find the words that'll fit.
- Hm? - Viktor put a hand on his quietly gurgling stomach and caressed it to calm down a discomfort.
- Well, I was practicing my cooking skills lately today aaand I think I overdid it a bit. Don't you mind to join me for a dinner?
Join Jayce for a dinner... That sounded just amazing, but... Viktor's belly was already so stuffed, bloated and noisy under his hand.
- I think... Yes. Sure. I'll come, Jayce. I hope you have a sweet dessert for me.
- Sure! - Jayce's voice was filled with enthusiastic and joy. - I'm waiting for you! Bye!
Viktor smiled wider and put the phone away. His stomach was definitely unhappy about the idea of further stuffing, but time with his dear partner was more important than theoretical belly ache later."
"Jayce met Viktor with his branded smile. Viktor was trying to act as usual, but can't help himself tugging the hem of his oversized sweater to hide his rounded little tummy.
The table was full of cooking tools and different dishes, what Jayce tried to clean before Viktor came. But also there was a big plate of rice with chicken and a plate with dessert.
- Sorry for the mess, ah-hah.
Jayce put all the unnecessary stuff in the sink, freeing the table for the dinner. Viktor sat as fast as he can - his stomach was too heavy to carry it further.
- I present you an arroz con pollo. And a homemade tiramisu with brandy.
He pointed to the dishes with a wide gesture like a real chef. Viktor clapped with a cat like grin in his face. They started to eat and for some time Viktor almost forgot about how full he already was. The food was to good to stop. And they were talking about things, some simple things, and they were talking about the food and Jayce's cooking experience. Viktor was just moaning, chewing, don't have any more wods to say.
Ouuurp...
Viktor's stomach cut Jayce's speech.
- It was... you? Viktor?
- A-ah, it's fine! I'm fine. It's just so, um, spicy.
- Oh, I'm sorry! You've better don't eat more of it then.
- No, it's okay! It's very tasty actually. I'm fine, just a bit noisy.
Viktor smiled and stuffed his cheeks with another spoonful. Jayce relaxed after his words, it was important for him to Viktor feel good. After a full plate of chicken rice Viktor's decided to go with a dessert. His stomach was hurt and gurgled all the time, thanks god this wasn't too loud for Jayce to hear. But after a few spoons of tiramisu Viktor's tummy gave up.
Ouuurp, grwlllg... Broouuugh...
The sound of Viktor's overloaded digestion filled the kitchen. He squeezed the fabric of his sweater, curling to relieve the pain. Jayce's face changed to a worrying expression.
- Viktor? Now you definitely not okay.
- No, I'm fine, ugh... *grrr, oourp* Oh my... Well, maybe you're right...
Viktor lied his head on the table, holding his stuffed and noisy belly with both hands. Jayce came closer to him and carefully put his own hand on top of Viktor's.
- Oh, I'm so sorry... Is it because of paella? Or tiramisu? D-did I made something wrong?
- No, Jayce, you... You did everything perfect, really, the dinner was amazing and everything is delicious. It's my fault, I... Overdid it. A lot.
- You liked it? Thank you, that's nice to hear... Ah, I mean... You overate? Maybe you better lie down? C'mon, I'll help you.
Jayce helped Viktor to get to the sofa. He put a couple of pillows under his head to make him into a comfortable pose. Viktor's belly answered on that with another portion of loud noises. Viktor could feel how hard his stomach was, like he swallowed a big stone. It was hard to breathe, but the feeling of Jayce's hand caressing his tummy was amazing.
- Here, here, I'll bring you a blanket.
Jayce walked away, and Viktor finally closed his eyes. Despite the pain and loud rumbles inside of him, Viktor was happy. The dinner with Jayce was totally worth it."
SORRY I AM SO LATE TO ANSWER but omg. This is golden! Thank you so much for writing this, its amazing!!! Omg, im so excited. I was kicking my feet in bed reading this like a crazy little grasshopper. Eeeeee, this was good! I was giggling the whole time from excitement!!!! You charactertize them so well, too! This is such a good minific, thank youuuuu! ❤️❤️❤️