- Guy’s graduation! Honey saying they had an important work meeting so they couldn’t come, but then coming anyway to surprise Guy. (Reference to those “showing up matters” Tik toks where his face lights up when he searches the crowd to find his honey in there)
- Avior and Starlight coffee shop date (pure fluff, no pain in the head happening would be nice :,))
- Ollie and Baby coming home after work but it’s raining and they decide to take a moment to dance in it under the streetlight.
- Milo cooking for SH for a private dinner date
Hope these help your writers block in some way :D I love your writing sm <3
found this one in the depths of my asks (aka i forgot it existed sorry love) so i am writing! anyway.
i've been watching the bear, so that explains my recent obsession with cooking. here's milo and sweetheart starring in...
SAVORY.
sfw. milo x sweetheart. fluff.
plot twist: it's fooliverse milo.
"Sweetheart, ya hungry?"
Milo minced around the corner, poking his head into his mate's office. Which was, as usual, a holy fucking mess. (It wasn't even their office, not really, but since they had taken to sleeping over and then scribbling notes on the tissues Milo kept by his bed, he decided to let them use one of the billion empty rooms he had.)
Papers scattered everywhere, headshots of vampires and shady lookin fellows pasted up on bulletin boards with tape of all kinds, old chewing gum, thumbtacks, and even a few bandaids. Knowing his mate, they were probably used bandaids as well. Disgusting.
They were deep in it. Milo smirked at their crazy hair, bags under their eyes, the dazed film over their beautiful irises. Their eyes were flicking across the paper in front of them so fast, they were blurring. Lips chapped, skin dry, water bottle (predictably) untouched.
"Baby."
Nothing.
"Sugar."
Nothing.
"Hey, fucker, I'm talkin' to ya."
Their head whipped around, a crazed glare in their eye. "What the fuck did you just call me, shortstack?"
Milo cackled. "Made ya look."
They crossed their arms, frowning. "I'm working, Mi. What do you want?"
Milo crossed the room, wrapping his thick arms around Sweetheart's shoulders, pressing his lips into the top of their head. "I want you to eat, baby."
"In a minute," they brushed him off, turning back to their work, even with his arms wrapped around them.
"Yeah, yeah till your minute turns to five turns to ten turns to sixty-seven..."
"You did not make a six-seven joke."
"At least I know you're payin' attention!"
Sweetheart shoved him off. "Milo, seriously, I have so much work to do and I shouldn't even be here, anyway, you're technically a biased party since you know every vampiric family and--"
"I'll make you shepherd's pie."
Sweetheart shut up instantly. They squinted at him, reconsidering.
"You can't--"
"Cook? The fuck I can. I been learnin'!"
"From who, Martha Stewart?"
"From David."
"David Shaw?"
"Yep. Now, do you want shepherd's pie or what?"
Milo grinned smugly at them. They scowled back.
"I'm not quitting work until there's a literal slice of pie on my desk."
He kissed their forehead, rubbing a thumb down their shoulders. He grinned as they subconsciously relaxed, nestling into his touch.
"Deal."
A plate slid across newspapers and blacked-out documents. On it was a steaming, fresh-hot shepherd's pie. Perfectly whipped mashed potatoes, savory minced meat, sweet carrots, and no peas. Sweetheart had a thing about peas. The crust was golden brown and flaky, smelling like a whole bakery.
Sweetheart's mouth watered.
Milo grinned in pure satisfaction. He looked a mess, so much so that they had to laugh when they looked up and saw their mate. Potato shavings in his hair, nicks on his finger from the knife, something smeared across his cheek, smelling like onions and despair.
Their heart melted a little.
"All this for me?" they smiled softly, shyly.
"Well, yeah," he said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You're mine."
Their stomach fluttered (and not just from the hunger).
"I'm sorry I was being so grumpy," they reached out and squeezed his hand, running their thumb over his knuckles. Milo shivered, goosebumps erupting over his arms. "I was hangry."
He smirked. "Oh I know, Sweets. You always are. Now, you gonna try a bite, or do I have to feed you myself?"
"Ooh, don't threaten me with a good time," they purred, but picked up the fork. Gently speared a sliver, layers of potato and meat and crust. They brought it to their mouth, lips closing around the cold metal fork and hot pie.
Delicious wasn't a good enough word. Magical, maybe. Life-changing. Salty and sweet and savory and fucking perfect. Just the right amount of flake in the crust, of crunch, of creamy mashed potatoes and salty beef. Their tongue wanted to cry in happiness, mouth watering at the thought of the next bite. It tasted like-- like--
"Love," they whispered, opening their eyes, locking onto Milo's. "I love you."
His heart fluttered, his hand squeezing tight, as if scared they would vanish.
Okay so to nobody’s suprise, I’m still learning all the things about redacted, BUT I’ve recently gotten access to the foolverse stuff on Patreon that wasn’t on yt anymore (I think?). ANYWAYS,,,, milos first (?) audio is so 🤭🤭🫡😳😍ya know?!!! When he’s like cornering sweetheart at the park?! Hhhhng I love him. So anyways I’m having thoughts about foolverse Milo and I’m screaming!! Like he’s giving silk button ups mostly unbuttoned and slacks, way too much gold jewelry/rings, cocky ass grin. I need him, ya know, like right away. Still trying to make sure I understand his whole backstory that we have so far, but from what I’m understanding is he started as a wolf shifter, something happened with his dad/parents and then he was offered/ he offered himself up to be a vampire cuz life was shitty? Anyways ily foolverse Milo 🤩😍 you can do no wrong.
Anyways, CC out, I will be posting more foolverse Milo things soon, I’ve got the brain worms and they’re screaming his name ya know 🤭😝
