Angelo looked into those dark blue eyes, a hint of wariness in his. Nikolai already knew his spice tolerance, so he didn't indulge his almost teenage-like teasing, slipping past him to get started on dinner.
He barely ate before meeting Nikolai so it didn't matter to him if they ate noodles for a week straight, he just wasn't pleased it had to be spicy.
Nikolai helped him get out the pots and pans, pulling out an apron from thin air right as he got to washing the veggies.
Angelo was surprised by the piece of fabric, he didn't think the penthouse would have something this homely. He turned around so that the Alpha could put it on over his robe, turning back to face the sink as Nikolai's deft fingers tied the knot behind his back.
