“Yeah, your elbows are pretty sharp.” Lincoln grinned in cheeky response. She’d elbowed him once while they slept, Lincoln was wary of her elbows ever since. Unless she wanted him to kiss them or any other part of her and then he was all over that. He loved kissing Lee and was continuing to want to make up for any and all of their lack in kissing from their years of friendship.

Lincoln grabbed the hot pan, barely noticing the heat as he shifted the pans around to accommodate for the sweet rolls he wanted to stick into the oven for later. He liked having extra snacks around when Lee was there, he kinda needed the calories when he was working out in all the ways they worked out together.

“Can I win any argument with kisses?” Lincoln asked, because that would be very effective. What film should they want? Kisses. Who gets to be the blue player? Kisses. Who was the better Captain? Kisses. “I like anticipating your every need, now stop thinking about kissing me up against the counter which you totally are doing and get to work.”

Lincoln flushed a little, smiling at Lee easily as he kicked off his shoes and socks and continued to dance around the kitchen- like a total dork- in his bare feet. Pulling off his sweater, Lincoln’s stomach was revealed briefly before he pulled his shirt back down.