A happy sound was made at the nuzzling of his neck. He pressed a small kiss to Derek's shoulder then leaned back as well to watch Derek poking through the bag. "I figured we needed wine and something sweet. Sweet is great, y'know, in case you were curious."
Derek nodded along as he took things out of the bag and placed them on the counter.
“Wine’s good,” he agreed. “You’re the only sweet thing I need,” he mused, offering a soft grin. It was cheesy, he knew. But it was also true. Sweet wasn’t really his thing.















