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What: Bryce decides to teach Xander how to cook something he’s never heard of. Xander really learns very little. When: Last Saturday, Febuary 11th Who: Xander and Bryce

-okay so I fucked up and we lost plenty of the beginning of this chatzy but like mostly the only thing you missed is them discussing what the hell a chicken fricassee is, Bryce discovering Xander legit has nothing a person would need to actually cook in his house, and him teaching Xander how to correctly hold a knife ft. Xander purposely messing up a couple times so Bryce can touch his hand repeatedly.-

Xander finished cutting the celery when Bryce walked away, taking advantage of his ability to focus. "Why?" He asked t hougu he put the knife down and walked back over to Bryce.

Bryce honestly didn't need Xander here for this but still. "This temperature is not at it's highest because butter burns," he explained pointing to the stove's dial. For some reason lots of people thought butter didn't burn. "We're taking these," he said now pointing to the chicken, "and searing then skin first until they brown and then taking them out, should take like 5 minuets. Think you can do it?" he asked walking past Xander, letting his hand casually graze Xander's side before walking toward the plate they were using to cut vegetables.

Xander smiled a bit as Bryce spoke, liking how confident he was in what they were doing. It was different than his usual confidence and actually enjoyable. "This us the easiest way for us to get food poisioning," he laughed, the laugh fading when he bit his lip on response to Bryce's touch.

Bryce frowed "Actually that's the point, we're trying not to cook it," he laughed as he picked up the knife and started dicing the onions.

Xander "Ill try to fuck it up then?" He asked with a raised eyebrow before starting to brown the outside of the chicken like Bryce told him. "Are those making you cry?"

Bryce "No, it's just done very quickly so only the outside looks cooked," he clarified though the question itself was rather amusing. "And they aren't, would they make you cry?" he taunted.

Xander nodded slowly. "Got you, Chef Bryce," he hummed teasingly, though he was pretty focused on what he was doing. "Yeah, I actually get super sad over the death of onions... doesn't it have something to do with the chemicals the onion releases?"

Bryce "Chef Mathews," he corrected with a smirk looking up to see how Xander was doing, "You can flip those," he commented for the first time sounding like he wasn't giving an explicit order. "I think so," he answered now looking back down at what he was chopping, "That I'm not actually an expert on," he told.

Xander shook his head. "Not calling you that," he laughed. "Bryce separates you from your brothers, Mathews doesnt." He looked over when the other told him what to do before following his directions. "So you couldn't really judge me if it did make me cry, could you?"

Bryce didn't love the joke. He did like to be separated from his brother's when people thought of him but that comment only made him consider if Xander wished one of them was here instead of him. "I judge plenty of people for things they can't control," he told pushing the diced onions away from himself and grabbing another plate from where Xander had grabbed the previous one and took it to Xander knowing soon they'd need a place to deposite the braised chicken.

Xander "touche," he chuckled,glancing back at Bryce when he heard him grabbing a plate. "When do I take this off?" He asked, smiling a bit to himself as the other teen walked over, preferring him closer.

Bryce looked into the pan his hand casually finding it's way to Xander's hip again when he did so, "Let me see?" he requested expecting the boy to lift the chicken slightly so he could better judge the color it'd obtained so far.

Xander smirked, leaning into Bryce's touch. "How would you like me to..." he cut off, mentally answering his own question. Grabbing the fork he was using in place of a spatula, he lifted the chicken, glancing over at Bryce.

Bryce was glad he didn't have to answer that question. He was nonchalantly moving his hand slightly so it continued to shift appreciating the reminder that he was holding on to Xander. "That looks good," he nodded.

Xander nodded before moving the chicken to the plate, hoping that's what he was supposed to do. Reaching over to turn the stove off, he nearly burnt himself, more focused on Bryce's hand than his safety.

Bryce watched despite the fact he knew the carrots still needed chopping liking where he was. "Be careful," he let out in an airy chuckle his hand finally leaving Xander's waist and found his hand readjusting it to low instead of completely off with Xander's hand bellow his. "We're gonna use that," he explained.

Xander frowned slightly when Bryce moved his hand, the frown fading at its new position. "For what?" He asked. He turned his hand under Bryce's, lacing their fingers together for a split second before pulling away from the boy entirely.

Bryce was about to answer when Xander unexpectedly took his hand but then pulled it away as soon as it was in it. His eyes gazed over from there hands to Xander's eyes with slight confusion before lightly wetting his lips, "It's where we're starting the stew," he finally said.

Xander nodded slowly, running his fingers through his hair. "There's a stew? I'm so confused with what were making, Bryce."

Bryce chuckled shaking his head at Xander, "It's the sauce part I talked about," he told. "We still need one part of the holy trinity though," he told cocking his head towards the carrots.

Xander laughed but nodded. Looking over at the carrots, he sighed. This cooking thing was a lot of work. "Is that you telling me to cut them?"

Bryce "Well you supposed to be learning and it's also the part that's the least fun," he said with a smirk.

Xander rolled his eyes, gently pushing Bryce out of the way so he could move over to where the carrots were. Sighing dramatically he picked up the knife before he started to chop them. He got a little too comfortable with his new cutting skills that he slipped, though he didn't notice until he saw blood on the plate, the pain coming moments after. "Shit ow," he hissed dropping the knife.

Bryce let his smirk grow in size when Xander physically moved him out of his way. When he focused on carrots though he was a lot less entertaining and he finally took a moment to check the notifications on his phone and apparently a moment was just how long Xander needed alone to royally screw up. His head popped up as soon as he heard a sound coming from him. A frown instantly popped up at the scene and he slid his phone into his pocket replacing it with a nearby dishrag. Bryce took Xander's hand and applied some pressure to the boy's finger cloth in hand. "Pay attention," he reprimanded.

Xander let Bryce take his hand, wining slightly as he pressed the dishrag onto his finger. "Okay mom," he mumbled, though there was still a hint of playfulness in his voice.

Bryce rolled his eyes still holding on, "Do you want your mom?" he taunted.

Xander tightened his jaw at Bryce's words, pulling his hand away. "I'm going to go find a bandaid. ."

Bryce was left in his spot confused for a bit before his words dawned on him. He cleaned up the station though and finished cutting the carrots while Xander was away though.

Xander took a few minutes to clean and bandage the cut, trying not to dwell to much on Bryce's words, tough they kept repeating in his head. When he did come out, he went straight to his fridge to grab a beer, popping it open and taking a sip

Bryce felt awkward. He'd crossed a line, unintentionally, but he had and he knew he had. "Do you wanna just watch?" he asked unsure how to start conversation again.

Xander "yeah sure," he nodded, sitting down at the kitchen table. He took a long sip before turning his focus to Bryce.

Bryce took the vegtables and stuck them into the pot allowing them to reduce. "This is still gonna take a while," he mentioned not really having much to do as it started to cook.

Xander nodded, keeping his eyes on the other boy, somehow finding his presence calming... even if he was currently the reason he felt on edge. "So do you just have to stand there and watch it?" He asked.

Bryce shook his head glancing back in and moved the spatula around some to make sure everything was evenly distributed, "No, I don't have too. It'll take like 8 minutes though," that was an annoyingly long time to spend waiting on it but it was also not long enough to spend doing something else. "After we just add flour, wine, chicken broth, some spices, and the liaison," he explained as if it wasn't much at all.

Xander was glad his kitchen was small for the mere fact that as soon as Bryce put the spatula down, he was able to reach out and grab the boy around the waist, pulling him closer to where he was sitting. "What a waste of wine... but what the hell was that word? I swear you're making things up."

Bryce allowed himself to be dragged back slightly not too worried about what was currently going on in the pot much, "Liaison? It's a sauce thickener made from eggs and cream but you add it in super slowly so that you don't end up with scrambled eggs," he explained glad to see Xander didn't seem to still be upset with him.

Xander put down his beer so he could wind both arms around Bryce's waist, resting his forehead against the teens stomach. "Why can't they just call it a sauce thickener?" He laughed.

Bryce made a face (Xander's question was ridiculous) bringing his hands up from his sides and running them through the back of Xander's head when it came to rest on his abdomen. "There's lots of kinds of sauce thickeners," he answered.

Xander nodded, careful not to move his head too much as his current position was pretty comfortable. "Got it, Chef Bryce," he teased, his eyes closing. "...I could fall asleep here," he thought aloud after a moment.

Bryce "Food would burn," he reminded but his voice didn't make it sound like he'd care all that much about it. There was something he liked about Xander feeling that comfortable here.

Xander "we wouldn't want that to happen," he whispered back, his hand slipping up and under Bryce's shirt so he could trace his fingers over the others back.

Bryce "No," Bryce answered though now that Xander had his hand inside shirt it did feel like he was trying to convince himself of that more than anything else.

Xander chuckled followed by a small yawn. "You should quit your job as a chef and become a full time bed," he teased.

Bryce gave an inaudible chuckle thinking of his words before actually saying them, "I do get laid a lot."

Xander rolled his eyes behind closed lids. " But what about laid on?" He shot back.

Bryce moved his hands a little more liking the feeling of running his hands through Xander's hair, "Less," he answered.

Xander smiled at the feeling of Bryce's hands, absently pressing a small kiss to his stomach. "That's what I want to do."

Bryce liked the bit of affection he recieved but he didn't do anything to show it in particular, "You want to lay on me?" he asked.

Xander nodded. "I'm very comfortable right now and I imagine it would be a lot more comfortable for the both of us if were actually laying down," he explained.

Bryce "That's true," he decided. "Once I do some stuff it has to sit for half an hour," he informed letting Xander in on the they could certainly do that if he wanted.

Xander nodded once more. "Then you turn from chef to bed," he warned, kissing the boys stomach once more before sitting back up and grabbing his drink once more.

Bryce let his hands slip out from Xander's hair and slide down to his shoulders when he moved his head away, "If you say so," he said. Soon though Bryce completely pulled away to go back to the stove mixing again from a second before eyeing and adding in 2 tablespoons of flour, letting it soak up the liquid the vegetables had let out and then adding in white wine.

-- here is where I fucked up again and Bryce finished making food and they cuddled and Xander fell asleep and then Bryce had to finish finish making food and let Xander sleep a little bit more and then went to wake him up and the food was plated cus Bryce is extra and Xander ate it and was like WOW this food is great and here we have Bryce saying you're welcome even though Xander didn't say thanks--

Bryce was more than happy with himself to hear that. "You're welcome," he answered.

Xander chuckled, shaking his head fondly. " Thank you," he said with a genuine smile

Bryce -time skip-

Bryce was a good distance away scowling at the scene before him. He truly wasn't a fan of cleaning things. He was organized. His room certainly wasn't messy but cleaning, actual cleaning that wasn't something Bryce did.

Xander watched Bryce with a raised eyebrow. "Someone does the dishes for you don't they?" He asked with a small smirk.

Bryce raised an eyebrow right back wondering how that seemed ever so obvious, "Yes," he said though not feeling even a tad bit embarrassed by that privilege.

Xander shook his head fondly, walking past Bryce and patting his hip. " You cooked, I'll do it."

Bryce looked down at where Xander touched him but he was already gone and near the sink now, "You like touching me," Bryce mentioned, looking over the dirty dishes once more with a frown, "Do you have to do them now?" he asked.

Xander "you're nice to touch," he shrugged as he started to do the dishes. "Yes or they'll be significantly harder to do."

Bryce let out a minimal sigh, "But I'm here now and like you said... nice to touch," he added with a smirk.

Xander smirked, rolling his eyes fondly. "You'll be there when I'm done," he pointed out.

Bryce rolled his eyes, “Yeah, but for how long?”

Xander glanced back at Bryce over his shoulder. "How long will you be here?"

Bryce shrugged having not actually thought about it before now. “I don’t know, do you have shit to do?” He asked attempting to make it sound like he didn’t care at all when he left.

Xander shook his head. "You can stay as long as you want," he offered, turning back to the dishes.

Bryce nodded, “What do you wanna do?” He asked.

Xander "I wanna finish cleaning these dishes," he answered teasingly. "But we can build off that whole... nice to touch," thing he hummed.

Bryce: “Looks like you like touching them,” he said slight childish irritation in his life, “But tell me more about that,” he said.“

Xander couldn't help but laugh at Bryce's response. "Tell you more about what?"

Bryce tilted his head down a bit looking at Xander as if to ask if he was really asking that, “About wanting to touch me,” he told.

Xander nodded but then shook his head. "Id much rather show you," he hummed.

Bryce let his eyes sweep over Xander the corner of his lips turning up some. “I’d rather you’ve doing that too?” He said .

Xander smirked as he worked on cleaning the last dish. "So essentially you're jealous of all these dishes?" He teased.

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Bryce rolled his eyes at the question but answered with, “Sure. Are you gonna pay attention to me now?”

Xander chuckled, putting the plate in the drainer and drying his hands on a towel. "Why should I do that?" He smirked as he closed the distance between them, his hands settling on the younger teens waist.

Bryce watched Xander finally finish up and move his way. It was about time and when Xander put his hands on him he took the innitiative to take yet another step closer to him. “That list would take all day,” he told his hands coming up to Xander’s waist as well.

Xander smirked at Bryce. "I have time," he hummed before ducking down to kiss the side of Bryce's neck.

Bryce leaned his head to the side so Xander could keep doing what he was, “You... really want me to just stand here listing great stuff about myself,” he asked.

Xander nodded, nipping lightly at the spot before continuing down towards his collar bone, one hand slipping into the teens back pocket to hold him closer.

Bryce sucked in a bit of air at the feeling of Xander’s teeth on his skin. “I, uh,” he started out of his hands traveling up to Xander’s side, “think you already know...enough,” he told his mind already a bit too clouded by the current events.

Xander smirked against the side of Bryce's neck, pretty proud of flustering the boy enough that he couldn't even brag about himself. "Mm, do I?" He whispered between kisses.

Bryce hummed back, before actually speaking again, "Yeah."

Xander glanced up at the boy through his lashes as he kissed his neck. Smirking, he nipped at another spot before pulling Bryce closer as he sucked a mark onto the skin.

Bryce tightened his grip on Xander slightly and a sound come from the back of his throat when Xander began sucking on his skin.

Xander smirked at Bryce's reaction, kissing the spot once he was satisfied before standing back up. "Looks good on you," he whispered, brushing the pad of his thumb over the mark.

Bryce chuckled though he was minimally upset Xander's lips had left him. "Everything does," he said.

Xander chuckled, shaking his head fondly. "I'm half tempted to keep going and make an X and see how you feel about that."

Bryce "You wanna brand me?" Bryce asked though he wasn't opposed to the sound of that at all.

Xander raised his eyebrow at Bryce. "Doesn't sound like you would stop me if I did..."

Bryce shrugged, leaning in to peck Xander's neck for a moment. "Just pointing something out," he said.

Xander smiled at the kiss to his neck, wishing Bryce could reciprocate his actions. "Well I'm taking you pointing it out as permission," he smirked, the hand that was on Bryce's waist, moving to slowly lift his shirt.

Bryce was happy going along with that, "Wait," he said though not finding he was really in a comfortable position to fully enjoy what was about to happen. "We're standing in the middle of your kitchen," he pointed out.

Xander didn't like that he would have to wait, but nodded, kissing Bryce's neck once more before taking his hand to lead him back into the bedroom. "Shirt off," he said simply once they were there.

Bryce did as instructed stripping off the shirt, "Did you really need that or just want it," he asked with a smirk. Now he was wondering just how large Xander was planning to make this X though.

Xander "need," he answered, pulling Bryce onto the bed with him. He gently pushed him into his back before kneeling next to him. Starting at the other teen's neck, he kissed his way down his body, stopping near his hipbone before starting on the X.

Bryce laid down a smirk showing up liking the way Xander had pushed him down. He didn't quite get the need of it all until Xander started getting lower and lower. He sucked in a breath again when he finally started to do enough to actually be able to leave a mark an, "Oh," falling out of his lips when he realized just where Xander was planning to leave his initial.

Xander pulled back slightly after a moment, to see if it actually looked like an x. Satisfied with his work, he worked kisses back up Bryce's chest, ending with a quick one to his lips before rolling onto his back.

Bryce had put ended up with his hands in Xander's hands as he worked on him but pulled them back when Xander pulled back slightly himself. He bent slightly looking at the X on his hip before leaning back again, "Nice work," he said.

Xander smirked his hand going behind his head. "Thanks I tried," he laughed, looking over at Bryce and smiling.

Bryce had liked the idea of being branded by Xander but the more he thought about it the more he realized he couldn't think of anyone else's name who started with an X. He moved a bit closer to Xander leaning on him now, "What kind of name's Xander," he asked.

Xander wound an arm around Bryce when he curled into him, kissing the top of his head. He couldn't help but chuckle at the question, shaking his head. "Alexander," he said.

Bryce moved his head onto Xander's shoulder frowning, "And you went with Xander instead of Alex?" he asked. When he thought about it he thought he liked it more but still it was a bizarre choice.

Xander "I went by Alex when I was a kid," he said, absently starting to run his fingers over Bryce's side. "Switching to Xander was my first move of independence," he chuckled.

Bryce more scowled now that Xander shared that, he didn't look like an Alex at all to him. "I couldn't change my name," he mentioned.

Xander "I mean I was eight... I've been Xander longer than I was Alex," he shrugged, letting his eyes close. "Well now I want to come up with a nickname for you," he chuckled.

Bryce "Don't," Bryce told before going back to Xander's name. "You decided to change your name when you were 8?" he asked again despite the fact he knew Xander had just told him so.

Xander "Why not?" He asked, his fingers slowing to a stop so his hand was just resting on Bryce's waist. "Yep." He nodded.

Bryce "Because I said not to," he was already being called cute. He did not need some other nickname. "I like Xander better," he finally complimented.

Xander rolled his eyes. "Not even like... B?" He asked, feeling like that was pretty tame. He smiled a bit at the others comment, nodding. "Thanks so do i."

Bryce: gave Xander a long pointed look before he answered, "People have called me that, but I don't know what's wrong with Bryce."

Xander "nothing is wrong with Bryce," he said, glancing over at the boy and smirking. "You're perfect, remember?" He teased. "But I'm gonna call you B."

Bryce rolled his eyes, "And I'm going to hate it," he announced.

Xander "you'll learn to love it, B," he teased, leaning over to kiss Bryce's cheek. "Fun fact my work name is Z."

Bryce groaned seeing how apparently it was going into effect right away. "That doesn't make me like this any more," he let Xander know.

Xander chuckled, rolling over so he was straddling Bryce. "What about this?" He asked, resting his hands on his chest.

Bryce 's face did instantly brighten at this. "I don't know what this has anything to do with a nickname," he told looking up at Xander. "You should take your shirt off too," he added.

Xander smirked. "It has everything to do with a nickname, B," he explained, complying and lifting his shirt over his head, tossing it onto the ground.

Bryce watched his eyes lingering on Xander's abs before he answered, "How 'bout Bryce Nash," he added attempting to give the other another option even though truly it was an anti nickname.

Xander "is that your middle name?" He asked, his thumbs rubbing over Bryce's chest. He shook his head. "I Still like B," he hummed. Following the teens eyes, he smirked, lifting the others hands to his abs.

Bryce nodded, "Yeah." He sighed at Xander's persistance, "I don't know how." He smiled when Xander moved up his hand to touch his muscles and started running his hand over their outline.

Xander "then it's not a nickname, it's just your name," he argued. Watching Bryce's hands, he bit his lip, focusing on the feeling of the others touch.

Bryce "You're hot," Bryce said softly as he continued feeling Xander's muscles before reverting to his regular voice, "If you just called me Nash it kind of would be," he told.

Xander smirked, his hands moving back to Bryce's chest. "You are too," he murmured back. Chuckling he shook his head. "I'm gonna stick with B," he hummed before bending down and kissing him softly

Bryce rolled his eyes still not approving much of the nickname but any irritation had melted away once Xander placed his lips on him. He kissed back for a while before pulling away, "You should kiss me again a couple times, but do like pushups while you do," he suggested a sort of smile appearing on his face just with the thought.

Xander raised his eyebrow at the comment, chuckling and pressing another kiss to the teens lips. "Is that a challengebor something you genuinely want?" He asked.

Bryce bit his lip knowing the request was something he'd roll his eyes at but he swallowed and went with it anyways, "I want that," he told hoping Xander'd follow through.

Xander rolled his eyes fondly, but repositioned himself so he was hovering over Bryce in a pushup position, his legs separated instead of together so he could still straddle the other teen. ""Whatever you want, B," he hummed before he started to do push ups, kissing the younger teen on every down.

Bryce's hand stayed where it was and by the time Xander came down for his second pushup Bryce's other hand was resting on his shoulder enthused by the way Xander's muscles strained and relaxed as the older teen moved. "Okay, now stay," he told wanting to kiss Xander longer than the pushups he was doing were letting him.

Xander chuckled but nodded, holding himself in the down position so he could kiss Bryce longer. Despite the fact his muscles were starting to ache, he didn't break the position.

Bryce deepened the kiss now that he could his hand sliding from Xander's shoulders to the back of his neck.

Xander eventually let his knees fall down to the bed, one hand continuing to prop himself up as the other moved to tangle in Bryce's hair.

Bryce let a whimper out when Xander's hand ended up in his hair thankful for any bit of more contact.

Xander couldn't help but smirk at the sound the other made. "God every sound that comes out of you is so hot," he whispered against his lips

Bryce smirked proudly, "You decide if I make more," he taunted hoping Xander would choose to extend this make out session. He really hadn't known this would happen when he showed up but now the last thing he wanted was to back track.

Xander definitely liked his answer. In one swift motion, he rolled onto his back, hooking his leg over Bryce's waist to bring the boy with him. "Mm, new veiw," he hummed, tangling his fingers back in Bryce's hair to bring their lips back together.

Bryce hadn't expected that but put his hand out to hold himself up in time and nodded, "I like it," he said bringing his head down to kiss Xander as per his unspoken instructions.

Xander smirked, somehow pulling the younger teen closer. "I like you," He said in response, obviously not thinking before he spoke. As soon as the words left his mouth, his lips were back on Bryce's.

Bryce's body tensed slightly when he heard the words that left Xander's mouth but relaxed as soon as the kiss started up again another uncontrollable sound escaping from his mouth and into Xander's.

Xander smirked into the kiss, his grip on Bryce's hair tightening. Biting down slightly on the other's lip, he let his hand slide between them trying to undo Bryce's pants.

Bryce whimpered again when Xander bit his lip, taking a moment to suck in a breath, he thought allowed, "I didn't pay for anything."

Xander froze slightly at Bryce's comment, looking up at him before he successfully unbuttoned his pants. "This one's on the house," He hummed.

Bryce's eye brows moved up slightly but the questioning expression didn't last long. He kissed Xander quickly in response but then moved his attention to unbuttoning the other's pants as well.

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