baking

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summary: okay so basically you and charlotte are baking brownies and you are having lots of fun

maybe a little kiss but yall are still best friends in this

You and charlotte are laying on her bed both on tiktok. you turned around and put your phone on her nightstand. you were both facing each other and you shuffled in closer to her. your head was an inch away from hers.

she lifted her phone and looked at you with a puzzled look. you both realized how close you were and backed up a bit.

"h-hey" you stuttered

"hello there" she said as she tucked a hair behind your ear. you we screaming on the inside.

"do you w-want to go b-bake something?" you asked you staring at her lips

"well of course." she said staring at yours

she got up off the bed and you slowly did too. you heard her as she ran down the stairs.

what just happened? did she know what just happened? was she flirting or just clueless?

you walked over to the hallway mirror and fixed your hair. you saw some chapstick and put it on. it was cherry, amazing.

"so char, what do you want to make?"

"hmm, i dont know, maybe brownies?"

"ooh yeah, brownies would be great, we can make little santa hats because its winter" you said walking over to the cupboard

"good idea mel" she said as she walked over to the oven

you struggled to grab the brownie mix from the cabinet but you were just too short to reach.

"hey uh char can yo-" you were interupted as you felt a hand on your waist. her body was pressed up against yours, her chest against your back.

you saw her hand grab the box, you were mesmerized by her rings.

the box was set in front of you on the counter as you heard a melodic voice say "i thought you might have needed some help"

your breath hitched as she squeezed your waist, and then walk away, she gave a slight chuckle. probably because of your sound

"s-so you preheat the oven to 350" you said looking at the box

"already done love, what are the ingredients" she said staring at you

love. maybe she does like you back

"uhm, 2 eggs, 1/4 cup oil, and 2 tablespoons of water" i said looking up, staring at her leaning on the counter

"you're staring, darling" she said walking over

"well my love, i will stare all i want" you said teasing

"well baby, i dont want you to get nervous" she said putting a hand on your jaw, the other on your waist.

"well, honeybun, i dont want YOU to get nervous" you said putting a hand on her neck and the other on her back

she pushed you against the counter, looking down at you

"babe, im not gonna be the one whos nervous, you start stuttering when i look at you" she said pushing her body onto yours.

she was right, you didnt know how you werent absolutely crumbling right now.

"i guess youre right" you sighed as she put her other hand on the other side of your face, pinning you with her body.

"s-so uh h-how are you" you said as she leaned closer

"im amazing, love" she said smiling

"can i uhm, k-kiss you" you asked her looking up at her

you were cut off by her lips on yours, you both moved so rhythmically together, it was an unreal feeling. she put her leg in between your thighs

you both pulled away, needing air, staring at each other

"darling, you're so red" she smiled

"yeah, i wonder why" you chuckled. the oven beeped and you guys smelled smoke

"oh, shit, the brownies!" she yelled, running over to the oven, grabbing the brownies out of the oven

"FUCK! SHIT OW FUCK" she dropped the brownies back into the oven and she clutched her hand

you ran over to her, leading her to the sink. you grabbed her hand and turned on the cool water, running it over her hand.

"honey, are you okay?" you asked looking at her

"what do you think, i just burned my hand on a hot fucking pan?" she clutched her hand

you stepped back because of the noise

"fuck, im so sorry i didnt mean to yell, it just hurts." she whined

"youre okay, how is your hand love?" you cooed

"its better, still hurts, but better" she smiled at you

"lets go sit down and watch some movies, mkay?"

"okay" she smirked

you walked over to her couch and plop yourself down. she walked over and sits on top of you with her back to your chest. you wrap your hands around her waist.

"what do you want to watch?" you asked her

"im not sure char, you pick" she smiled up at you

you turned on shameless to watch the rest of season 6. she pushed her body closer to you and looked up to you

you planted a kiss on her forehead and stared into her eyes. she re-shifted her body so he stomach was against yours and wrapped her hands around your neck.

"you are so beautiful" she said inching closer

"y-you think so?" you stuttered

"i know so, you are so pretty" she said brushing her nose againsy yours.

"i mean i dont agr-" you were cut off by her soft lips on yours. her hand moved down your back and she started to straddle you

"dont you ever say that again, my love, you are the most beautiful girl i have ever seen" she said towering over you

"i-im sorry" you said looking down, your eyes wandering to her chest

you felt a finger on your chin and your vision went back up to her face

"no staring, darling" she smirked

you both darted your heads over to the door, as somebody had just walked in. she immediately got off of you and climbed to the other end of the couch.

"oh, hey mom!" she said looking at her mom

"hi honey, hi melissa, whats with the mess?" she asked putting a bag of groceries on the counter

"oh sorry, we tried to make brownies, but they got burnt" she said apologetically

"okay, just clean up next time" she said putting groceries in the fridge

she got up to go help her mom and as she turned the corner she brushed a hand on your thigh. you
immediately tensed and darted your head over to her

she looked back and smirked before she grabbed something from the bag

you turned your head back to the tv, trying to comprehend what just happened in the past 20 minutes

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