MCA #0, Tuesday Afternoon

It was officially too cold for most outdoor activities, but that did not seem to stop Steve once he got it in his head that he was going to grill today. Which meant Danny was spending his time in the kitchen, smirking as he watched Steve bundle up with as many layers as he could each time he popped back out to check on the grill.

It was adorable.

"You know we could just get one of those George Foreman things," he called, knowing it would fill Steve with rage over the very idea of it.

[for the poor hothouse flower]