He tries to make dinner (Imagine)

Scott- It had been a stressful day, tests in every period along with my gym teacher giving me detention because I didn't feel up to running the mile today and asked for a break lead to myself being rather irritable at the moment. I sighed as I walked to the door of Scott's house and knocked on it, feeling my head pulse at the sound. The headache that had formed in the middle of second period had progressed to a migraine by the end of the day hadn't gotten any better as my teacher yelled at me during detention for asking to go get headache medicine. I pressed the heel of my hand to my burning forehead as Scott swung open the door with a wide smile on his face.

"Hey baby! Oh babe, what's wrong?" he asked as he gently pulled me into his house, closing the door before wrapping his arm around my waist and leading me to the couch.

"It's nothing to serious, I just have a migraine. Do you have any medicine here? That dumbass teacher wouldn't let me get any at school and I was almost late to meet you so I couldn't go and grab some," I explained as he helped me lay down before nodding and disappearing to the kitchen. I closed my eyes and adjusted the pillow under my head as I heard Scott shuffling around in the cabinets for the little tablets that would hopefully relieve my pain for the time being. When he came back into the room I opened my eyes to see he had three white pills in one hand and a glass of ice water in his other.

"You take three for migraines, right?" he asked as I took the pills and cup from his hand and sat up to take them as I nodded in response. He smiled at me and leaned forward to lightly kiss my forehead before I quickly swallowed the pills. "Are you up for any food babe? I can put something together real quick if you want," he offered as I handed him back the water and lay back down. I smiled back at him as he sets the water beside me on the coffee table before looking back down at me.

"That would be great sweetie but if you want we could just get take out or something. You do remember that last time you tried to cook you burned the chicken right?" I said with a smile as Scott frowned slightly and furrowed his eyebrows at me. His lips formed their familiar pout as he abruptly stood up and glared at me.

"One time, I promise I will make you something. Give me like 30 minutes. I'll show you," he muttered the last comment under his breath as he walked back into the kitchen. I chuckled slightly and settled back into the couch as I closed my eyes. Sleep usually dulled headaches if anything, and a little nap wouldn't hurt anything.

"Wake up sweetheart," I awoke to a smooth voice whispering in my ear and the delightful smell of spaghetti in the air. I opened my eyes momentarily, thankfully met with a dull light than the bright lights that were usually on in Scott's house. My eyes found his chocolate ones instantly, watching his eyes light up as my eyes opened. "Hey baby, I got you some spaghetti if you still want something to eat," he smiled as he grabbed my hands and helped me sit up and maneuver so I was sitting beside him on the couch, two plates filled in front of us on the coffee table.

"Yeah sweetheart, I'm feeling a bit hungry. This looks amazing Scott! Thank you," I praised him as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders before grabbing the fork and trying the food. Scott looked at me with gleeful eyes as I tucked into the meal, only giggling a bit as I froze at the taste of the sauce.

"What happened to your first try? Because boy I know that this is from Mama Mia's and you cannot make this good of a sauce without buying it," I glared at him as he began laughing. I smiled before pushing his shoulder and putting down the fork. "And I was so happy for you? But seriously what happened to the first try?" I asked as Scott wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him, resting his head lightly on my shoulder.

"Well, I kind of forgot to fill the pan with water and ended up burning the pasta," he admitted lowly into my shoulder causing me to begin practically cackling as he buried his head in my shoulder.

"Oh baby, you are so precious!" I giggled out in between gasps for breath. "But really, I appreciate the effort babe. You are so sweet," I confessed as I pulled his head back and looked into his eyes. It was one of those nights, and it couldn't be more appreciated.

Okay guys, I am very sorry for not updating in a while but today I had some time and felt like writing something short. This is only a short imagine for Scott, I know it probably sucks but please you leave me a review and if you want maybe a request for another type of imagine or preference. Not personal imagines though, I will make it so the imagine is either 2nd person or they are not named. But I do hope you enjoy and please request if you want anything.