Benny is accepted as one of 12 competitors on a TV cooking show. Each week that he manages to stay in the competition is a week he finds his attention drawn by the young camera man Samandriel.
It's only when a terrible injury is sustained during filming that Benny realises just how much he likes Samandriel as he, not only copes with the situation well, but saves the day.
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Deanbenny - I am drawing a blank. Authors choice deanbenny? Something fluffy?
((I wanted to do so many things, and maybe Iāll do some of the other ideas later, but for now I went with a neighbors!AU where Bennyās a chef))
The first time was sort of an accident. Dean had been reading when the knock came at his door. He opened it to find a man as wide as his entryway standing there, a gruff type and for a second Dean thought that he was an angry customer from his mechanic shop come to punch him for not making his already very broken car suddenly perfect again.
Instead, what came out of Mr. Intimidatingās mouth was this:Ā āDo yaā have any basil? Iām tryinā out a new recipe thaā calls for iā anā I thought I had some but I donāt.ā
Dean blinked, thrown off for a moment, before quickly nodding.Ā āI think so? Hang on a sec.ā He hurried into his kitchen and rummaged around, finding the thing of spices Charlie had given him when she discovered he sometimes liked to cook. Luckily, the basil was still half full, and he carried it back to the man.
āThanks.ā The guy grinned, and Dean couldnāt help but smile back. Now the stranger didnāt seem intimidating at all, more like a big teddy bear type.
āNo problem. Just repay me with some of the output.ā Dean joked, waving as the guy walked back to his apartment across the hall. Huh, he must be the guy who moved in a week ago.
What Dean hadnāt expected was to hear another knock an hour later, and to open the door to the man holding out a tupperware full of pasta that smelled like heaven, along with his spice thing. The guy thanked him, finally introducing himself as Benny, and Dean welcomed him to the building.
The pasta was the best heād ever had, and he told Benny so when he returned the recipe, which made the chef grin. He admitted then that he was trying to become head chef at the restaurant where he worked, but he needed to impress the boss with his recipes first.
Dean said heād be a taste-tester anytime, again thinking it was a joke.
Until two days later, when Benny showed up with half a homemade flatbread pizza, and asked earnestly if it had too much oregano in the sauce.
A month passed like this, and Dean was pretty sure that soon heād stop fitting into his pants. Heād almost decided to tell Benny that he had to lay off the rich food, when the chef showed up at his door with an entire pie. A pecan pie. His favorite. Well, he could tell him tomorrow.
After the first couple times, theyād taken to just eating together, chatting as they did so. Dean had come to know Benny well, and to like him too. He was sweet and funny and he made Dean feel at home. But he tried not to show it, that was girlās stuff, right?
The two men didnāt bother grabbing plates, each just took a fork and started digging into the pie. Which was, as with everything Benny made, the best one Dean had ever eaten. He couldnāt help moaning happily around his bites, feeling like he was floating from the deliciousness
In fact, he was so engrossed in the pie that heād closed his eyes, so he was quite startled when he suddenly felt warm lips against his own. A soft squeak rose up in his throat and he swallowed it down, dropping his fork into the pan and reaching out to press a hand against the back of Bennyās neck.
āJust couldnā resist anymore, sugar.ā Benny chuckled as he pulled back, blue eyes bright.Ā āNot with those noises yāwere makinā.ā Dean felt the tips of his ears go hot, and he rolled his eyes, pulling Benny in for another sweet-sticky kiss to hide it.Ā āThink I cān get yaā to make even prettier noises?ā The chef murmured when they broke apart again, and Dean was more than happy to let him try.
