fall for me - jschlatt x reader

olive hue

- 2264 words

i know i said i would post late but i wrote this and got too excited, so im just gonna post it. but really, i won't be posting for a while after this one lol. enjoy!

side note, we just hit 4k reads and 166 votes! that's fucking insane. thank you all so, so much. truly. also, this is not the end of the book, even though it may seem like that with the last sentence. stay tuned, i love you all.

*proofread for once, will be edited later*

- k <3
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the mini date had gone smoothly. you two stayed after finishing your meal for about 20 minutes before deciding to drive back to your place.

schlatt opened the door for you, letting you enter before following suit and closing the door behind him. once you two took off your shoes and got comfortable on the couch, schlatt flicked on the tv and turned to face you.

"you wanna bake something?" you asked, bored out of your mind. he tilted his head to the side, pouring slightly.

"ive never done that shit," he grumbled. smiling, you ran your hands through his hair before standing up and walking to the kitchen. you were in the mood for cookies.

hearing schlatt padding behind you, you brought out the ingredients for cookies and got to work mixing it all together. schlatt leaned against the counter, watching you curiously.

"would you like to help me make them into balls so we can put them in the oven?" you asked him after finishing the dough. schlatt nodded, washing his hands before moving to your side, shoulders bumping.

he copied you as you took off pieces of the dough to make them into equal circles. he tried his best, you had to give him that much. they were wonky and uneven but you didn't mind. they didn't need to be perfect.

"god, i suck at this," he growled, "fuck-"

he kept cursing at the cookie dough, grumbling about how it wasn't cooperating with him. you laughed, he truly was quite bad at that.

once the cookie dough was finished, you preheated the oven and placed the tray inside. now you had to wait for a little while, so you and schlatt retreated to your room. bullet was playing tug-of-war with chief, both of them playfully growling at each other.

schlatt hopped onto your bed and dragged you towards him, spooning you with his head tucked close to your neck. you could feel his breath fanning on your skin and your eyes grew droopy.

"hey, don't sleep. i'll burn the cookies," schlatt mumbled while placing featherlike kisses on your neck. how could you not sleep? it was all so nice and calm.

"i mean it, honey, don't sleep. ya gotta help me with the oven shit. im not a woman."

"okay, okay," you agreed, craning your head to place a kiss on his lips. he almost immediately deepened the kiss, sliding a hand to the back of your neck in order to pull you closer.

he quickly sat up, swiftly pulling you into his lap without breaking contact. your hands made their way into his hair, relishing the soft feeling between your fingers as you tugged.

schlatt groaned, pulling you as close as he could. eventually you had to separate to take a few deep breaths. he didn't give you long before pushing his lips back on yours, though.

just as you broke the kiss, out of breath, the oven dinged from the kitchen. schlatt tightened his grip on your hips, keeping you from moving off of him.

"don't you dare leave," he ordered, his eyes boring into yours. as much as you wanted to stay, you didn't want to have to deal with burnt cookies.