(29) Stew

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Vanchel's Point of View:

"Because you love me."

Well damn.

I decided to go with the safe answer, and that is to reject it. I snorted and looked at the lamp beside him. I started laughing to brush it off and snorted again, "Of course I love you, you're my best friend."

I'm the best liar ever.

"Come on," Dean rescued me from this awkward conversation, "Let's go." I nodded and let him pull me inside the house.

"That was awkward." He muttered, chuckling silently. "But hey, everything's going to be just fine." He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, making me laugh, and shook my head.

No, it isn't.

"Whoa," I gasped as I've smelt Beth's very own Beef Stew. "Smells good, good job!"

"That's my future wife, the best cook of all time!" Dean bragged, taking a seat in front of me.

"You know how to cook, Vanch?" Charlie asked, entering the dining room with a frown.

"I didn't cook anything."