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12- Baking | Zach

"I'm starving," Zach said raising his head off your lap.

"Wanna order something?" You asked.

"Nah," He said suddenly excited. "We should bake something."

"I like where you're going," I said.

"So you're going to bake something?" He asked.

"You mean we," You said, "If you want something to eat then you have to help make it."

"But baking is boring. I wanna play Fortnite." You rolled your eyes at the mention of his obsession.

"Then, I guess you don't want to eat. You can order what you want to eat," You said.

He groaned. "Fine, let's bake, I guess."

You smiled. You knew that would work. It always did.

"So get up and stop being lazy." You stood with your hands on your hips.

"C'mon baby." He whined leaning forward to rest his head on your stomach.

*IS THIS CONFUSING??

"Z..." You said.

"Hm?"

"Get up, please. Let's make cookies?" You asked.

"Yes, ma'am." He said, finally getting up.

"So, chocolate chip cookies?"

"Whatever you want." He said leaning his chin on your head.

"Let's get to work!"

You brought out all your ingredients and preheated the oven. It was safe to say that baking was your speciality.

"Can you crack the eggs? I need three," You told him and he nodded.

The kitchen was very loud and very busy you had also decided to bake some cupcakes since his birthday was coming soon.

As you danced around the kitchen, humming along to the song playing you couldn't help but smile. You two were excellent at working together and today was a clear example of that. Sometimes, you wondered how you were ever able to live without him.

"You're staring... again," He commented with a smirk.

"I can't appreciate my handsome boyfriend?"

"Well then don't give me shit for staring at you, too,"

"But it's weird,"

"Exactly," He grinned.

You scoffed although you saw his point. You just din't want to admit that.

About an hour later, both the cupcakes and the cookies were done and Zach's hands were ready to grab them.

"It's hot so be careful," You said with a pointed stare.

"Ok, ok I won't touch them," He said.

As you began cleaning up your work station, you heard a yell and your head turned to see Zach clutching his hand and in pain.

"It's hot," Was all he said and you shook your head.

"I told you." You rolled your eyes, "Is your hand okay?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, this should teach you a lesson," You said.

"That's mean," He pouted and you kissed his lips softly.

"I know,"

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"that's mean" "i know" imma start saying that now

this was gonna be a zion kuwonu story *during my prettymuch phase* but i changed it like halfway to zach lol

idk why i feel obliged to tell the backstory of every story lol

this is all for today my hand is cramping up from typing im gonna go watch bratz now stop judging me >:((

n e wayss

recommended song iss

white horse (taylor's version) by taylor

why r all of taylors songs such bops???

someone explain plz