Baking a cake with him

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I feel like baking a cake with Heisenberg could go one of two ways:   (1)he tries helping but makes a complete mess and you both give up and order donuts or  (2)he sits there and watches because hes too scared to do anything in,or around the kitchen, so he just admires you as you bake (maybe interrupting you for some kisses along the way>;) )

oneshot type thing(1):

I sigh staring up at the ceiling "Karllll,can you bake a cake with me please?" 

"And why the fuck would I do that?" he asks jokingly while sitting up. "sure, I'd love to hun" I giddily get up and drag him to the kitchen "ok,can you grab the eggs and milk from the fridge? I'll grab the box mix and measuring cups" I smile at the man wearing his usual baggy pants, trench coat,and button up shirt,and of course his hat,he barely takes the damn thing off.

----smol timeskip because i'm lazy----

Karl sits exasperatedly one of the two kitchen chairs covered in flour and eggs "really,I don't know how you managed to mess up making a cake" I facepalm staring at the now ridiculous looking man,he just shrugs. i clean up the dirty dishes and flour that somehow managed to get everywhere,seriously, how did he manage to mess up box mix?? I sit down for a second lost in thought,neither of us speaking; we sit quietly for a minute or two before making eye contact and bursting out laughing, "should we just order some donuts?" he asks and I say yes before giggling a little more. 


sorry again for the short chapter,but its longer than the last one so oh well,i hope you enjoy,i might add more to this if i feel like it. feel free to dm or comment suggestions,and yee. take care of yourself >:D . oh yeah,and slight warning tomorrows chapter/the next one is gonna be some small smut type thing lol

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