Big Brother Imagines (Book 1)

BB24 Turner- Baking

Requested by: @jujuB0809

Y/n's POV

It's currently kind of late in the big brother house. Turner and I usually stay up late and we are the last ones to bed.

"Do you want to do something? I'm bored" Turner says as he has his head on my lap and I am playing with his hair.

"Like what?" I ask.

"I don't know. I'm not good at making decisions. You pick" Turner says.

"Oh my gosh. I have a great idea" I start laughing.

"What? Spill" Turner says getting up since he is intrigued about what I'm going to say.

"Let's make muffins. Then we can pretend they are Jasmine's muffin and eat all of them" I tell Turner and he begins to laugh.

"Yes. Let's do it" Turner smiles and gets up. He walks into the storage room and a few seconds later he walks out with a muffin package.

We walk into the kitchen together and read the instructions. Then we begin to make muffins.

Once we finish the muffins Turner, bring the gentleman he is, let's me lick the bowl and spoon. We place the muffins into the oven and let them cook.

"I always have so much fun with you (y/n). No matter what we are doing" Turner says.

"Awww. You are the sweetest Turner. I love you" I kiss Turner on the lips.

"I love you too" Turner kisses me back.

"Just think of all the adventures everyone misses out on since they go to sleep. I'm glad you stay up late with me." Turner says.

"Me too" I smile.

We wash the dishes together and wait for our muffins to be done in a few minutes.

"Is this what it's going to be like when we are back in the outside world?" I ask.

"What do you mean?" Turner asks.

"Us doing the dishes together. Us practically doing anything together." I say.

"Basically." Turner smiles.

Just then the timer goes off and I take the muffins out of the oven. We talk while letting them cool down. Once they are warm and the perfect temperature, we both give our best impression of Jasmine.

"Y'all, who ate my dang muffin?" I say with a southern accent.

"It's more like." Turner clears his throat.

"I feel sadder than a pig who is just about to be brought to the slaughter house on this fine morning. Now seriously, who ate my muffin that is better than a fresh cooked slab of ribs" Turner says.

"That is totally it" I laugh.

"Jasmine limps around here milking her injury. But the thing that cracked me up is I have never seen her walk faster in my life then when she went upstairs to see if Joseph or Monte ate her muffin" I laugh.

"Yeah and when she could climb up the slide during OTEV but can't make herself a sandwich. Sure Jasmine" Turner says.

"You are the funniest person I have ever met" I smile.

We ended up eating all the muffins just so Jasmine can't have any.

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