i would love to see some domestic lilipea? like just livin’ their lives, grocery shopping or laundry or making dinner together or something if you’re up for it? i just love domestic dynamics.
a/n: i… love.. them.. so.. MUCH!!!!!! also, this is a modern!au - i wasn’t sure if you wanted to see them in the hades!pea setting or what lol
ps, i got cARRIED AWAY I’M SORRY I LOVE MY CHILDREN
“You know how much I hate people.”
“Yes, I know.”
“Just please say there will be beer.”
“All the race car beer you can drink in the world, baby.”
“Fine.”
Lilith chuckles, rubbing his shoulders from where she stands behind the couch, “You know I wouldn’t expect you to sit through a social gathering without some kind of alcohol.”
“Thank god for you,” he tilts his head back so she can kiss him. Her palms squeeze his cheeks and she giggles against his lips, “Yes, you absolute drama queen. Now, let’s go to the store.”
“It’s not enough that I have to agree to having people invade our home, now I have to endure the grocery store too?!”
She smacks him on the back of the head lightly, “I will pour all of your beer down the sink.”
An hour later, sitting in the meat section, Sweet Pea contemplates how much trouble he’d be in if he just ran home right then. He rests his head on the arm bar of the shopping cart, groaning loud enough for Lilith to hear him.
“You are the biggest baby I’ve ever met in my entire life,” she sighs, tossing another package of bratwurst into the cart. “I’m literally trying to have social interaction like the majority of human existence, and you’re acting like I’m plucking your toenails out one by one.”
“I’d rather you do that,” he sighs, standing back to his full height. He taps his silver rings against the plastic on the cart handle, unable to sit still for even a moment.
Lilith raises a brow, “Don’t tempt me.”
He gets a mischievous look on his face just then, reaching out to snatch her by her belt loop, “And if it weren’t bad enough, you look hot as hell. Can’t wait to get you back home.”
She’s trying oh-so hard to keep her expression annoyed instead of enamored, but it’s difficult with the darkness settled in his irises. Lilith pats him on the chest, “That’s no way to talk to a lady.”
“You like how I talk to you just fine.” Sweet Pea rolls his eyes and squeezes her backside before she can unravel herself from him. She glares at him over her shoulder before walking back down the aisles.
He doesn’t mind - just means he can keep ogling her ass.
-
“Why do we have to clean like the Queen of England is coming to visit?” Sweet Pea whines from the bathroom, toilet brush in his hand. Lilith is across the house in the living room, folding the remaining laundry into various baskets.
She’s sighing for like the umpteenth time today, “Because we can’t let them know we exist here, Pea, duh.”
Sweet Pea growls before furiously scrubbing the toilet until it’s clean. He sets the brush down and wipes his forehead with his shirt sleeve, turning to look at Lilith. A gentle smile tugs at his lips as he takes her in - dark, curly hair twisted into some sort of messy, frizzy bun atop her head, his t-shirt encasing her smaller frame, her honeyed skin glinting in the morning sunlight that’s filtering in through the blinds.
Something swells up in his chest and he walks over, squatting beside her as he takes her face between his hands. Her eyes go wide, those purple irises that never cease to amaze him, and her mouth parts to protest, but he claims her lips in a gentle kiss before she can admonish him for distracting her.
A hum passes between their tongues, gentle sounds soft and sweet from their throats. Lilith tucks her hands against his calves, anchoring him to her. He drinks her in like she’s his last breath before parting, eyes still shuddered closed.
“What was that for?” her voice is slurred with serotonin, steely irises sparkling up at him.
He tilts his head, “I’m glad the universe brought you to me.”
“Wow,” Lilith squeezes him around the legs, “you’re being rather philosophical this morning. Usually you’re not even awake yet.”
Sweet Pea rolls his eyes, “Don’t ruin this for me.”
She laughs and pushes herself upward to plant a quick kiss to his lips, patting his thighs, “You’re cute when you’re in love with me.”
-
Only their closest friends know how good of a cook Sweet Pea is. Specifically on the grill. Inside the kitchen, Lilith is in her domain. Her mother was a whiz in the kitchen, and she only got it honestly.
Fangs, Toni, and a few others make their way to the backyard. There’s a patio kitchen area - something Sweet Pea insisted upon when they first started talking about house plans - and that’s where everyone gathers.
A fire pit is burning just a few feet away, the boys gathered round with beer, talking Serpent business. Lilith curls up on the bench swing with Betty and Jellybean, giggling about some thing or another.
Sweet Pea casts a glance across the yard, eyes falling on her frame. A calm washes over him, and all he can think is: I’m home.
-
“So, was it as horrible as you thought it would be?”
“There was a lot of beer. Made up for the excruciating reality of being known.”
“That’s what I thought.”
-
a/n: AND. SCENE.
for those who don’t know, here’s lilith!
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