Ruh Roh (One on One)

He let go when they got to the kitchen and pulled out the coffee maker with one hand, yawning and rubbing the back of his neck with the other.

“Alright, Tez. First thing we’re going to do is make sure the machine has enough water.”

 

He pulled out a basin and handed it to her.

"Could you go fill that up in the sink, please?"

 

He pulled out some coffee grounds from the cupboard and brought out an old tin measuring cup before kissing the top of her head.

“Okay. Go ahead and level out a scoop of the espresso.”

 

“Good,” he said, opening a compartment on the machine. “Go ahead and put it in there.”

 

He gave her an encouraging smile.

“Now you must recite a chant,” he said brightly, placing his hand over the machine. His jaw went slack and his eyes rolled back in his head and he began muttering rapidly.

 

He burst into deep laughter, giving her a grin.

“I’m messing with you.”

 

“The coffee I drink is.”

 

“I tried,” he said smoothly, pulling two mugs out of the cupboard. “You were just too pretty.”

 

“I couldn’t bring myself to tell you.”

 

The dark liquid was poured into the two mugs and he went towards the fridge, reaching for the cream.