Omg you need to make more of these !!!
OMG don’t mind if I do, I love shit like this
Imagine Starsky and Hutch going grocery shopping and playfully arguing over what kind of cheese to get to go with the fancy rice crackers Hutch likes.
Also: imagine Starsky sneaking a box of cookies into the cart when Hutch isn’t looking, and when they’re at the checkout, Hutch frowns, looks at Starsky, and points at the cookies, and Starsky goes, “Hutch, You can’t whine unless you’re the one payin’ for the groceries.”
Imagine Hutch gardening outside in the springtime while Starsky sits nearby and sips lemonade.
Imagine Starsky trying to make a salad for Hutch and ending up putting too many carrots, fruit, nuts, cucumbers, cheese, and onions in it because it “looked too leafy” and Hutch is just standing there, smiling and shaking his head thinking, “at least he tried”.
Imagine Hutch sulking around cos he’s sad about something and Starsky acting like Buster Keaton to cheer him up.
Imagine Starsky brooding because he’s sad about something and Hutch surprising him with his favourite food (oh wait didn’t this actually happen? XD).
Imagine Starsky taking care of Hutch when he’s sick by making him some Jewish penicillin (chicken soup).
Imagine Hutch making a pot of coffee, walking away from it for like 10 minutes, coming back to get some, and being surprised that half of it is gone. Then he looks over at Starsky, who is reading the sports section of the newspaper and absent-mindedly sipping from his coffee cup.
Imagine Starsky and Hutch yelling at the TV whilst watching a stupid TV show.
Imagine Huggy selling Starsky and Hutch an old jukebox and they set it up in their house and rock out to Elvis, Little Richard, Chubby Checker, Fats Domino, and The Beatles.
Imagine Starsky reluctantly agreeing to go jogging with Hutch until he realises that if he jogs behind Hutch, he can stare at his ass for an hour.
Imagine Hutch telling Starsky he needs the clothes he’s wearing so he can do the laundry and they both end up naked in the laundry room…..
Then, imagine Starsky and Hutch walking around the house the next morning with messy hair and wearing each others’ clothes.
Imagine Hutch dragging Starsky out camping, and Starsky is reluctant until he figures out it means that he gets to make s’mores and make out with Hutch under the stars.
Imagine Starsky and Hutch renting a cabin (with one bed) and getting snowed in, so they have to “huddle for warmth”.
Imagine Hutch’s car breaking down in the middle of nowhere and he and Starsky making “good use” of the time they have while they wait for the towtruck.
Imagine Starsky and Hutch sitting on the couch with a few drinks after a crazy shift and Starsky puts down his drink and starts kissing Hutch all over, and Hutch says “Starsk, not tonight, I’m too tired,” but Starsky says “just relax, I’ll do all the work” and gives him a massage with a happy ending.
Imagine Starsky and Hutch holding each other in bed and then giggling hysterically when Starsky’s stomach rumbles (And then Hutch is like, “If you think I’m gonna make you a sandwich, you’re out of luck because I cannot walk”).