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Acts of Affection / @thecajun / ★ Cooking them their favorite meal and feeding them. /closed/ @thecajun
Nostalgia wafted through air assaulting her senses with the savory scents of Remy’s dish and flashes of simpler times. When she’d believed herself just a young girl with no responsibility outside of survival and keeping her older partner in crime out of trouble. “Now, this takes me back,” she said right before inhaling two lungs full of the gumbo. Campfires on the outskirts of the bayou, his soft crooning as he went about stirring and seasoning while she berated him for flirting with the morning’s mark. Funny how the collected smells of these particular ingredients could freshen faded memories. Though the Cajun’s grin was proud and shameless she couldn’t resist the offered spoon, lips blow till the steam died down then part and what hit her taste buds sent them humming with delight.
“And makes me long to be selfish,” no fool she claimed the bowl as the evening stampede came charging into the kitchen then kissed the cook’s cheek. While she couldn’t keep this batch all to herself, Ororo refused to walk away with anything less than a healthy portion. “Thank you, Remy.”
