Euphoric | Colby Brock

2|Colby's butt

Chapter 2
"Colby's butt."

Auroras POV:

"Welp," I sighed, letting my arms fall to my sides. I was staring our 'attempt' to make cookies.

By attempt, I mean a smoking oven, a melted spatula, (because Colby left it in the tray) flour everywhere, raw eggs everywhere, the shells of said eggs on the floor, and dirty bowls left and right.

It was a disaster.

"This might have been a bad idea," Colby scratched his neck, but immediately regretted it when he realized his neck was now covered in flour.

"Ha, you look stupid," I laughed, making him glare at me. "Oh you're fucked," my eyes widened as he started running at me.

I made the executive decision to grab the bag of flour and throw it at him.

I wasn't thinking okay?

He stared at me, shocked. Slowly his lips turned up into a smirk, making me back up. "Don't you dare," I shook my head, pointing a finger at him.

He had flour covering him head to toe, he had to wipe his hands on his black (now white) shirt before cleaning his eyes.

I couldn't help but laugh when I looked at him. The Colby Brock, my boyfriend, was standing in front of me, covered in flour.

"You really shouldn't have done that princess."

I turned to run but he grabbed my waist before I could. I shrieked as he picked me up from behind, tickling me.

"C-colby stop!" I laughed, trying to pry his, all white body, away from mine. "Sorry love, can't do that."

I heard the door open, making our heads turn. "What the fuck?" Sam laughed, looking at us. Corey, Jake, and Elton were all with him.

"Help me," I mouthed to them. Jake shook his head, also laughing. Elton turned around, leaving the house. Corey had a donut shoved in his mouth, as he stared.

"Corey." I scolded, making his eyes widen. "Help.Me." He spit out his donut and started running at us.

He pulled another bag of flour out of the cabinet, and ripped it open. He went to dump it on me but I kicked his dick, making him fall to the floor. "OUCH!"

"FLOUR FIGHT!" Jake yelled, also running at us.

Oh shit.

I wiggled out of Colby's grasp, jumping behind Jake. The pink haired man shared a glance with me, nodding.

He tossed me a bag of flour, making it so every one of us had one in our hands. Jake and I against Corey and Colby.

This is gonna be interesting.

"Sammy boy! Care to join?" Corey asked. "Kat will actually kill me," he laughed, running upstairs.

"Guess it's just us then," colby looked at me, smirking. "You're dead Brock," I said, teasingly. "We'll see about that gorgeous."

Everyone ripped open their bags, and started throwing.

About 15 minutes later, there was not a single thing in this kitchen that wasn't white and covered in flour. Including us.

We switched teams halfway through, so it was Jake and Corey against Colby and I.

Colby opened a thing of vegetable oil and covered Corey in it. While I took care of Jake.

When both of them were on the floor, basically crying, Colby gave me a high five as we all laughed.

"You guys are cleaning this up." Colby told the boys, who just sobbed dramatically. "Have fun," I teased, smacking Colby's butt.

We ran upstairs, trying to not get too much flour everywhere. Once we made it into his bathroom, I immediately pulled off my shirt.

"I feel disgusting," he laughed at me, also pulling off his shirt.

"You can shower first," he told me, keeping his eyes level with mine. "I have another idea," I said, making his eyebrows raise. "And what would that be?"

I brought my lips to his ear and whispered. I watched his lips turn into a smile as he nodded. "Yes please."

I laughed, unbuttoning his pants.