Killian and his desire for intimacy will forever be my undoing.
“You do that a lot.”
He doesn’t look up from the oven, fiddling with the knobs with a huff as he attempts to get the back burner to light. The oven is obstinate at best, no rhyme or reason to when it works and when it doesn’t. She mentally adds it to the things that’ll need replacing around here – right below creepy basement dungeon and just above the soap dish that looks a bit like a failed mushroom.
“What’s that, love?”
Any chance we can get a CS Eskimo kiss ficlet BK?
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