𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆, Short Stories (Completed)

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 05 | baking ˊˎ-

𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆
𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐊𝐞𝐳𝐢𝐚𝐡

"𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 know where the baking powder is?" I hear Hope yell from the kitchen.

"It's in the top cabinet, along with sugar! You will need that too!" I yell back.

"Okay!"

Hope, my girlfriend, is in the kitchen as she makes a cake, while I am in the living room, stretched out on the couch. I love her with my entire heart, but she can't bake and fails to distinguish between ingredients. Once I was making brownies and she decided to accompany me. Not knowing how horrible she is at baking, I agreed and asked her to add sugar in the mix. But, she can't spot a single difference between salt and sugar, so we ended up with salty brownies instead of sweet ones.

Since then, I never let her touch anything while I am in the kitchen. But today, she wants to make a cake because it's her mum's birthday pretty soon, and she wants to surprise her with a hand made cake. I offered to help her, but she is determined to make it on her own, hence banishing me from the kitchen and making the couch my fixed position until she's done.

"Can you tell me where's the cocoa powder?" Hope yells again.

"It is in the bottom cabinet!" Out of frustation, I get up from the couch. "Are you sure you don't want my hel-"

"No!" She cuts me off. "It's my mother's birthday, and I'll be the one baking the cake!"

I groan, flopping back on the couch. I open up my phone and scroll through my socials, not having anything better to do. I hear pots and pans clash together in the kitchen, and it takes every single nerve in my body to not get up from the couch and set everything in order.

"Fuck!" I hear her curse. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!"

"What happened babe?" I ask, fear splattered across my speech.

"I don't think the batter is supposed to look this way..." Her voice trembles.

Realising I am finally allowed to trespass her 'territory', I get up from the couch and rush to the kitchen. I look at Hope standing right in the middle of the kitchen, with cocoa powder sprinkled across her face. A mess of unknown stains is spread on her beige apron, and the counter completely resembles the stains on the apron.

I approach Hope, who limply holds the bowl in her hand and stares at it with wide eyes. I take it from her, and move the whisk throughout the batter couple of times, trying to inspect the problem. It takes only a few seconds to realise the batter is thin. Way too thin.

"Did you add the flour in it?" I ask, my eyebrows stitched together as I continue to inspect the chocolate batter in the bowl. When I receive utter silence as a reply for a few more seconds, I look up to see Hope staring back at me, her eyes wider than before.

I sigh, moving towards the drawers next to the lower cabinet and pulling out the flour. I sift the required amount into the batter, and fold it in. Once it reaches the desired consistency, I add it into a greased mould and set it in the oven to bake.

I turn around to see Hope standing at the same place, her eyes fixated on the ground. With a warm smile etched on my face, I walk to her and take her hands in mine.

"Let's get you cleaned up, yeah?" I whisper, gently placing my lips against hers. She softly nods at me, and we both head into our room.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

well, i hope you all liked it! it was short, and not that good, i know

this was also a pre written oneshot for 'how i'm feeling', but since that book stopped getting attention i never posted that part. i decided to change the name from 'coco' to 'hope' so... here you go hehe

please vote and comment <3 take proper care of yourselves xxx

WITH LOVE THROUGH HEALTH AND SICKNESS
KEZIAH