TW: NUDITY TALK(kinda) AND A LITTLE CURSING
"Hello, so I'm making a random insta live" Bf/n spoke to his phone.
"Y/n's also here but she's less important y'know"
You playfully smacked him round the back of his head which he just laughed at.
As you came into the camera he pushed you back out of it.
"Where do you think your going???"
"Babe I'm too lazy to put on proper clothes"
"Here" He throws you one of his t-shirts off the side.
"You're not coming on here in a bra and tiny shorts you'll get me banned"
"It's not a bra" You took off the crop top to put on the t-shirt and of course Bf/n had to comment.
"I DIDN'T SAY TAKE MORE OFF... I mean I'm not complaining"
"Bf/n..." You gave him a smug look.
"I can't wear clothes underneath a t-shirt"
You got into the camera. "Hello finally"
"Um yeah... anyway we're making a cake cause I don't see why it's a bad idea"
"But we need flour and butter and sugar and-"
"I brought a cake mix honey I'm not spending quality time on all that shit" He grabbed a bowl.
You wheezed. "Fair enough"
"Honestly when I use store brought stuff it comes out better"
Bf/n took the egg, cracked it on the side of the table but when it cracked he didn't bother to keep the egg in the shell so the raw egg splatted all over the floor.
"...oh...well...well that's not good"
"Don't just stand there staring at it clean it up!"
"Stop being mean!"
"Stupid fuck" You muttered.
"I heard that"
He grinned at your pissed off look.
"Aw look at that face"
When the ingredients were finally all in the bowl you gave Bf/n the responsibility to mix.
You poured the mix in the cake tin after a while of him aggressively mixing and put it in the oven, trusting Bf/n on having the right temperature and time as he just threw the instructions away. Idiot.
