SBLW anon here, with domestic fluff that does kind of fall under the "first time" theme! Let's go!
“I really don’t think this is a good idea,” Sam says, peering over Benny’s shoulder. Benny reaches up to flick Sam’s nose without looking up from the mixing bowl full of flour and seasonings. “Shut up, this is a classic.” Sam scoffs but steps out of Benny’s reach before he speaks again. “I just feel like maybe these aren’t supposed to be eaten? Maybe God put a slimy green coating on these for a reason. And maybe that reason was so that, you know, no one would eat them.” 1/5
Sam can’t see Benny’s face from where he’s standing, but Benny is considerate enough to look over his shoulder so that Sam can see his eye roll. “Why’re you so skittish about this? You’ve eaten weirder things than frog legs before.” Sam grimaces. “Yeah, but only under great duress. Or a lot of alcohol. Sometimes both.” Benny snickers, and Sam frowns. “You know, a lot of frogs are poisonous. It’s a defense mechanism, to prevent exactly this situation.” 2/5
“Cher, do you really think I’d feed you something poisonous?” Benny asks. Sam mumbles something but can’t come up with a good answer. Benny nods and resumes battering the frog legs. “Besides, you can ask anyone. Frog legs taste like chicken. You’ll love it.” Sam sighs and steps forward so he can drop his chin on Benny’s shoulder, watching the frog legs make their way from the plate to the bowl to the frying pan. “I think I might be allergic to frogs,” he offers, and Benny snorts. 3/5“Oh really? And when did that happen?” Sam can’t help but grin at Benny’s incredulous tone, but he’s careful to keep his own voice perfectly serious. “I don’t know. It’s pretty recent. Pretty sure the allergy only actually developed as soon as you told me what you were making for dinner. In fact, I can feel my throat closing up right now. Ack, I can barely breathe.” He can feel Benny shaking with laughter where Sam is plastered against his back, and his own grin only widens. 4/5
“Help,” he gasps. “Vision going dark! Skin breaking out in hives! Only normal American cuisine can save me. Quick, make a salad!” Sam paws at Benny’s side when no salad appears on the counter, and Benny only laughs harder. “Fine, fine, I’ll make you a side salad, and if you really don’t like the frog you can eat that instead. More for me.” Sam plants a sloppy kiss on Benny’s cheek with a whispered thank you, and is only a little chagrined to find that he does, in fact, love the frog legs. 5/5
OMGGGG, this is so cute, I love it so freaking much! I love chef!Benny cooking for Sam, the comfortable domestic fluff, and pet names are a secret weakness of mine (anyone who disagrees that Benny would call Sam cher can FIGHT ME). Thank you so much, dear anon. This is perfect. I smiled and giggled the whole way through and Sam’s desperate plea for a salad and Benny humoring him was the icing on this delicious sambenny cake 💗💗💗
