Grocery shopping was probably Steve's least favorite thing to do in his adult life, apart from filing his taxes and going to work, but this comes to no surprise as he's always hated grocery shopping.
He only hated grocery shopping if he was doing it alone, he didn't mind it so bad when Lewis came with him.
He would push the cart, compare the prices, and more often than not, he would pay for it all too, rendering Steve and his wallet useless. But Lewis still insisted Steve tagged along every week, and he still insisted on having Steve stick next to him while he shopped for their household.
It was on this particular Friday evening when Steve and Lewis were shopping when Lewis sent him off to get something.
He leaned in and whispered in his ear to get a certain water based gel from Spencers, the mall being a block or two from the grocery store.
He held the lube bottle in his pocket, and by the time he drove back to the grocery store, Lewis was checking out.
They were driving home now, Steve behind the wheel while Lewis sat in the passenger seat, holding his hand and rubbing his arm affectionately.
"What are you thinking for dinner, babe?" Lewis asked, a smile on his face saying that he knew exactly what he wanted and that he was going to cook it.
"Hm. Dont know." Steve said, biting his lip slightly. "What are you thinking?"
"I was thinking maybe a stir fry." Lewis squeeazed Steves bicep. "Something not too heavy we'll-" he jumped a little when his phone rang, and he fished around in his slacks to get it.
He flipped his phone open. "Hello?" he listened before smiling. "Oh hey buddy!"
Steve continued to drive, listening to Lewis talk on the phone.
He looked at Lewis when they were in traffic and he turned to Steve, showing no signs of distress on his face.
"It's Rob," He whispered before going back to his conversation. "Sure thing, Robert. Just call me tomorrow and we'll pick you up. Ok, bye." He slapped his phone shut and slid it in his pocket.
"Bob's going to another sleepover?" Steve guessed and Lewis nodded.
"Looks like he's missing out on dinner tonight." Steve laughed a little. He was glad Bob had so many friends to stay for the weekend with, he knew how Lewis worried about his children.
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When they got home both Lewis and Steve were greeted with Buck and Nassor going out the other door.
"Whats up for tonight, Chuck?" Lewis asked as he leaned against the kitchen doorway, trying to see where his son was going off to.
"I was gonna go to Nassor's for a sleepover." Buck said, shifting his bag on his shoulder.
"I could have guessed that," Steve said from the counter.
Lewis waved him off. "Do you boys want dinner or anything?"
"We're good, dad." Buck said as he led Nassor out the door. "Later!" He called
Lewis set down the keys on the counter before going to the stairs. He was about to call up to Bailey before he remembered that he was at Sylvias house for the weekend, along with Brittney.
Lewis stood there and laughed a little to himself.
"What is it, Lew?" Steve asked.
"Oh nothing." Lewis smiled. "This is the first time we've had a night to ourselves in a while. Maybe we should bring out some of that Barossa valley."
