Imma be honest
I've spent most of today just thinking about Zeke and Caleb being domestic and cuddly in Zeke's shitty little kitchen. Caleb's shirtless and trying to do...something, either cook badly or make his stupid hair potions, and Zeke's just sleepily molded to his back like some kind of toothy backpack while they talk about their plans for the day. And then Zeke starts to pull away because he's gotta eat and get ready to go meet up with a friend before work and Caleb grabs to get a little kissy or three before his not-boyfriend fills his mouth with raw chicken and smooching becomes unavailable for a while.
Ugh. Disgusting.