can smell food.. and it did smell good.

set up candles on the dining room table, and music is playing gently from the stereo. He doesn't know Arthur is home yet.

just getting home, the smell was even in the front hall. "Declan?" He called gently.

freezes in mid-serve. He looks around the kitchen. Was he home already? He rushes through to the front hall and pounces on Arthur.

just shrugging off his jacket. "Hello love?" He said quietly, a little confused at the reaction.

smothers him with adoring kisses. All day he had been reading some romance novels he found and is in a very loving mood. 'I'm so glad_

you're home - you're right on time too! I hope you're hungry.'

completely confused. "D-declan, love? Why are you acting like this..?" He was worried the other had broken something. "What did you make?"

grins as he leads him by the hand to the dining room. He pulls out his seat and motions for him to sit. 'One of your favourites. Beef and_

Yorkshire puddings, or pasta if you'd rather go foreign.'

sits down. "Beef and Yorkshire puddings sounds lovely."

kisses the top of his head before disappearing back into the kitchen. He returns with dinner in hand. After placing the plates on the_

table, he unfolds a napkin and smooths it across Arthur's lap and then sits down opposite. 'I-is everything okay?'

raises an eyebrow but nods. "Everything is fine, I'm just confused, I wasn't expecting this from you, that's all."

pours them some wine. 'Truthfully, I should have done it before now. It can't all be about sex. I need to woo you, and make you happy in_

every aspect I can.' Those romance novels really got to him. 'You deserve it.'

began to blush. "A-ah... Thank you very much love." He didn't believe he deserved this.

the looks of his flushed cheeks in the candlelight. He links their ankles beneath the table and holds out a forkful of mash potatoes to him.

almost started to look under the table web he saw the fork. "Did you break something and am trying to make it up? or is this just spur of

the moment romanticism?" he hoped for the romanticism.

smiles sweetly. 'A little bit of both. But I replaced your kettle, and I also wanted to show you how much I am in love with you.'

smiles a little, he tried not to look like an idiot while smiling. "You don't need to make dinner to prove how much you love me. I know it

already, stupid." He leaned over and kissed him.

runs his hand through Arthur's hair as he kisses him back. 'I just felt like it. Also, I want you to know I'm a good cook. They say good_

food spices up relationships.' He grins.

looks at him. "Well, I'm screwed for cooking for you then." He had been informed many a time he couldn't cook.

rests his head in his hand, smiling fondly. 'I like the taste of it anyway. The over-seasoning reminds me of you.'

fights a smile. "Oh.. Really?" Maybe he would cook for Declan then..

nods. 'Other nations just don't have the stomach for unique food.' He thinks he and their brothers developed taste buds differently to the_

rest of the world.

would very much agree with that...

grins. 'You know what I love most? Your bramble pie.' He chuckles. 'Very sweet. I'd eat it off you.'

smiles to himself. "Well, mable I'll make that for you some time."

looks excited. 'And I can eat it off you?'