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Ben was over at 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐌's house as all of the boys were just talking about life,
"So when are you going to do it?" Mason asked as he placed his phone on the table wondering what was going to happen to Willow,
"I was thinking tonight," Ben was going to do it when he felt the time was right but there was something about today that made sense.
"Tonight?" Tammy felt his eyes go wide realising how quick it was going to happen,
But it was about time.
"Yeah Willow wanted me to come over and help her make pasta dough," the brunette explained,
Ever since he had his meltdown of a cooking attempt Willow taught him something new every other week.
"Simp," his teammates spoke at the same time before letting out a laugh.
"Fuck off," the defender glared as he crossed his arms.
"Cheer up Ben, we all have faith in you." Christian smiled as he patted the defenders back.
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Willow walked from her room to the kitchen to see that the girls were stood in the living room,
"What are yous doing here?" She added assuming that they both had work,
"We wanted to stay home and get cuddles," Juniper explained pointing to the sleeping cats that were sat on the couch next to their owners,
"Come here baby," the blonde smiled as she felt Como rub against her leg,
"So you just decided to not go to work?" She added curiously as the girls nodded,
"Basically," the Spanish teacher felt her attention fall back to Wanda who was sprawled out on the cushion on the couch.
"Not all of us have jobs where we go in irregularly." The actress sent her friend a joking glare as the Australian grabbed the cat brush seeing that the cat needed it.
It was true, Willow only went in once or twice a week,
And she was sometimes sent down to stadiums instead so her work wasn't tough by any means.
"When are we going to the football?" Juniper added knowing that the girls didn't hadn't gone to a game in a while,
"Let's find two teams we can all agree on watching." Willow let out a snort knowing there was no way all three of them would be at the game as they all had very different thoughts on teams,
"We should do a trip and invite the others." She added knowing that there had to be a team that they all supported in another league.
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Esme smiled as the trio looked at each other,
"Girls trip!" They all spoke at the same time as they let out a laugh,
It was bound to be crazy.
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Willow was busy making pasta dough when Ben walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen,
"What you making?" Ben asked not noticing the wooden drying rack,
"Pasta," Willow made pasta once every other week,
And if there was too much by the time the next pasta making session came,
Then containers of pasta were sent to neighbours and friends.
"Let me help," the Brit offered as he wanted to learn how to make pasta,
And he wanted to spend time with her alone.
"Wash your hands if you're going to help me," the Australian was adamant on her answer,
"But I just did," the footballer groaned as the girl shook her head
"Do it again," the sports pundit motioned to the sink,
As Nonna always said, "when you're cooking, your hands can never be too clean."
It was one of Willow's favourite sayings from the older Rivers woman.
"Fine," the brunette washed his hands in the main sink as he noticed how gorgeous the kitchen actually was.
"Just knead the dough like this," the blonde explained as she showed him how to do it without making a mess,
"Help me!" Ben moaned as he didn't have a clue what to do,
Kneading the dough was harder than he would have assumed,
"Just relax and let me lead your hands." Willow stood behind the boy as she placed her hands on top of his,
"You have flour on your cheek," the Brit turned around and noticed how focused she was,
"Wait really?" The Australian asked as she looked up to the older boy,
"Yeah, it's right there." The footballer motioned to her cheek before he quickly got an idea.
"Benjamin!" The boy quickly placed a mix of dough and flour on her nose,
"Get it off of me," the sports pundit let out a gasp as she looked down to see the flour on her nose,
Ben turned around and it was only then when it became obvious how close they were,
"Fine, there." The brunette wiped the flour off of her nose,
"Now get the flour off my cheek," the blonde spoke in a duh tone as she waited patiently,
"You're very bossy," Ben spoke in a playful tone as he grinned,
"Benjamin," Willow sent him a harsh glare as the boy found it amusing,
"Ben?" She added in a whisper wondering why Ben was looking at her like that.
The boy still didn't respond as he slowly moved closer before placing a soft kiss on her lips.
