comforting food

breeeliss  asked:

039: adrino

039  “I just came home to you crying while watching a movie, please tell me what’s going on.”

Okay, but this is perfect for Adrino. Bless you a million times.

Nino nearly dropped the groceries in his hands when he opened the door to hear the sounds of weeping coming from the other room. For a moment, he panicked, worrying that Adrien had received another upsetting call from his father or some kind of bad news about their friends.

Instead, when he rushed around the corner, he saw Adrien wrapped up in a blanket on the couch, watching something on TV.


Adrien turned to look at him, tears streaking down his cheeks.

“Is everything okay?”

Adrien nodded, tugging another tissue loose and dabbing at his eyes. “Thought you were at the store.”

Nino indicated the bags in his hand. “Just got back.” He set them aside and sat next to Adrien. “What’s going on?”

Adrien took a deep breath, blinking rapidly to clear his vision. “Nothing.” He felt around for the remote. “Just looking for something to do until you got back.”

Nino scooped it up before Adrien could reach it and glanced at the screen. He frowned when he recognized what had been playing before he walked into the room. “Didn’t we talk about you watching romances alone?”

“Yeah…” Adrien paused to inhale a slow, hiccupy breath. “We did.”

Nino sighed and wrapped his arms around Adrien’s shoulders. “Okay, you know I love you, babe, but this happens every time.”

Adrien leaned in and sobbed into Nino’s shoulders. “They just love each other so much.”

“I know.”

“And they’re so happy.”

“They are.”

Adrien scooted closer, hugging Nino closer. “You don’t understand. They love each other so much.”

Nino chuckled. “Hey, I think I get it. I married you, didn’t I?” He ran his fingers through Adrien’s hair. “And I’m pretty sure I cried harder than you the first time we watched this.”

Adrien chuckled, managing a small smile when he peeked up at Nino. “Yeah, you did.”

Nino pressed a light kiss to Adrien’s forehead. “Come on. I brought home dinner. Let’s eat before it gets cold.”

“But there’s only ten minutes left.”

If it had been anyone else or if Adrien had looked a little less heartbroken at the prospect of missing the end, Nino would have argued, but one look at those tear-bright green eyes, and Nino smiled and slipped under the blanket beside Adrien. “Okay.”

The food could wait.

A fluffy starter from this prompt list!