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disclaimer:
cursing +
slight mention of drugs.
————————clay and kianna were currently looking up recipes for homemade gingerbread cookies since it was christmas day and they had finished their family festivities for the day. "all of these call for molasses and i don't just casually have that shit lying around, who does? that's such a random item!" he was getting annoyed at the fact that everyone shoved christmas in his face knowing that he couldn't really care for the holiday.
"oh boohoo, it's literally not that hard to search for molasses-free gingerbread cookie recipes! now stop being a nimrod and help me get the ingredients out, i found one that seems decent enough." kianna on the other hand absolutely loved christmas. she wasn't one for presents since she mainly loved buying things for people, but she wouldn't complain if someone got her something.
she grabs out most of the ingredients while clay took his time and moped around like the child he can be.
"listen here, pissbaby, christmas is my favorite holiday so you better perk up or else i'll slap you with a handful of flour" it wasn't much of a threat, but he was wearing a black shirt so it'd be difficult to get off without washing the shirt.
"okay okay, i'm sorry. i just really don't like christmas. what's the point of being all cheerful and happy when it's literally like any other day?"
"look around! just be happy! there's pretty decorations, a pretty tree up in your living room, and the prettiest girl standing in front of you!" she obviously joked with the last part knowing she'd get at least a small chuckle from him.
"fair point, maybe christmas isn't all too terrible." clay sent her a playful wink which only caused her face to go a bright shade of red.
'fuck you' she thought, although she didn't mean it. never in a million years would she act negatively towards him again, it was damn near impossible to.
the two pranced around the kitchen to christmas music while making their cookies. clay mainly worked on the frosting since it was hard to mess up, or so kianna thought. "oh fuck- hey uh k...we have a small issue..." she turned to see clay with the frosting dripping all down his shirt. it was the biggest mess kianna had ever seen, but she busted into a fit of giggles regardless.
"i- i honestly don't know how i did this, one second everything was fine and then the next....the bowl came flying at me!"
"clay, you are literally the biggest man-toddler i've ever met. you can't go two seconds without making a mess, can you?"
he gives her an innocent shit-eating grin as he licks some of the icing from his shirt, "ew, clay! that's disgusting!" kianna grabbed a few paper towels to try and get as much icing off as possible before shooing him away to go change so he could wash the shirt before it got ruined.
she smiled to herself while cleaning up his mess, clearly it was one of the reasons she fell hard for the guy. he tries so hard to be mature, definitely can be in certain situations, yet he always ends up acting like a child. she must've been staring at him as he returned because he started joking with her, "we get it, i'm attractive, now stop drooling so we can make our cookies!" he pretends to wipe the 'drool' from the corner of her lip and she pushed his hand away with an eyeroll included.
the simple action had caused butterflies to erupt in her stomach which she tried to hide as much as possible, little did she know that it was very obvious to clay what effect he had on her.
"lets form our cookies, nothing inappropriate though." kianna gave clay a stern look as she started to form hers. the first one she made was a simple gingerbread man while the other two was a bear and a sweater shape. clay on the other hand had some other ideas, she didn't quite understand the first cookie he shaped.
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