If Eliot was the type to roll his eyes, he would've. Right now though, he just reached a hand up to grab Dean by the collar and pulled him down all the way for that kiss.
"What kinda tomato you've got?" he asked, already picturing the ingredients in his mind.
Damn it was hard watching Dean cook without being able to do anything himself. "Pepper? Sea salt?"
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Date: 2013-04-06 06:34 am (UTC)"What kinda tomato you've got?" he asked, already picturing the ingredients in his mind.
Damn it was hard watching Dean cook without being able to do anything himself. "Pepper? Sea salt?"