Actor Imagines: Thomas Brodie Sangster Book 2

Cupcakes

I sat with my script for next week going thought it to myself when I heard cluttering and clattering in my kitchen

"Y/n? You alright sugar?" I asked

"Fine Thomas" she calls back coming to lean on the doorframe

"You sure?"

"I'm baking"

"Okay... what are you baking"

"Cupcakes!" She giggled

"Are you sure that's a good idea sugar?"

"What are you implying Thomas?" She glared crossing her arms

"Nothing, nothing, sugar. If you want to bake then you go and bake" I told her making her smile she gave my head a kiss and returned to the kitchen "what kinda of cupcakes you going to make sugar?"

"Suprise cakes!"

Oh no... "yay, can't wait" I lied why does she have to make suprise cakes? Why! Why can't she just follow a packet, I didn't want to be rude and hurt her feelings but... she can't bake. Last time she made cookies I got food poisoning.

"Ooohh we have so much baking stuff!" She giggled from the kitchen

Well... I'mma die aren't I?

Ohh well I had a good run I leave all worthy possessions to the cat.

"Some of this in, some of this in" she giggled

Please measure things.

"Oohh we have food colouring!"

Oohh god no, I thought I hid that!

I could hear whisking and the oven on I tried to focus on my script

"I put blue in you! Why are you green! I put BLUE in you god blue you son of a bitch!" She yelled as she whisked "oohh sugar butterflies, in my cakes you go! And chocolate chips!"

This... this is gonna kill me or burn down our house I don't know which and I honestly don't know which I'm more afraid of

"And in the oven" she giggled coming and sitting with me with her little apon on covered in food colouring and cake batter "hi Tommy"

"Hi sugar"

"Are you excited for cakes?"

"Yep. Really hyped" I told her giving her a kiss "I'll make dinner tonight sugar"

"You sure? I was going to make chicken fries"

"No, no you've spent the afternoon making lovely cupcakes I'll make dinner"

"Awww thank you Thomas" she smiled going and checking her cakes

Well that was a good way to dodge that bullet

"Thomas!" She calls sounding upset so I ran to the kitchen seeing her with this today of... cakes they where brown, misshapen smelt like burnt sugar and looked like volcanoes "what happen to my cakes?" She whines

"Awww sugar it's okay, don't you worry your little head okay it was probably the milk or the butter or something, I'm sure it'll be fine" I told her making her out them down and giving her a cuddle "hey? How about we order pizza for dinner and some ben and jerry's? Will that make you feel better?" I asked wiping away her little tears and she nods "okay then pizza, ben and jerry's, wine and some true crime shows" I told her kissing her head

"Ummmm I love you" she giggled

"I love you too sugar"