Seduce Me one shot book

🩵Valentines Treats🩵

Before the events of Seduce Me 2

No warnings today, just fluff<3

Prompt requested from @1lovesickfangirl1 on Tumblr.

I woke up, still wrapped in Matthew's arms. I quietly groaned, not wanting to wake up yet but knowing we couldn't sleep all day. Then it hit me. It was Valentine's day. I looked up at Matthew's sleeping face and felt my heart tug at the sight. It would be our first Valentine's day together, and I couldn't imagine spending it with anyone else. I shifted so that I could kiss his nose, making him stir in his sleep. "Matthew, wake up."

He stayed still with his eyes shut, but his breathing had sped up and his arms "unconsciously" tightened around me. I giggled at his attempt to pretend to be asleep before deciding to tease him. "Aw man, I guess I'll just have to bake all by myse-"

Matthew sat up immediately, breaking out of his attempt to stay in bed. "I"M UP! I'M UP!" He proclaimed, making me laugh harder.

Once we calmed down from our fit of laughter, I pressed my hand on his cheek and pulled him into a loving kiss. I pulled away and spoke. "Happy Valentine's day, Matthew."

He smiled, blushing. "Happy Valentines day, _____"

We got up and ready, preparing for the long day of baking ahead of us. Baking was Matthew and I's favorite activity together. We are constantly surprising each other and the other incubi with cakes, cookies, and other treats.

When we made it to the kitchen, we immediately pulled out the ingredients needed and got to work. As we finished mixing the batter for the cupcakes, I looked over to Matthew and noticed the blush on his face. He froze before chuckling. "Wow, I just got Deja Vu or something, hahaha."

I tilted my head slightly confused until he brought up a hand to my cheek. That's when I remembered the first time we baked together. I had made a mess and that inevitably led to a flour stain on my face. He asked for permission to wipe it off of my face, not wanting to make me uncomfortable. I laughed, feeling a wave of nostalgia. This time, Matthew didn't ask for permission to wipe the flour stain off. I flushed as he timidly wiped my face. No matter how long me and Matthew had been together, the smallest of gestures still would make my heart skip a beat. "It's like when we baked together for the first time, for the house party." I said, staring into his baby blue eyes.

He nodded, the smile never leaving his face as he pulled his hand away. I gave him a quick peck in the lips before putting the cupcakes in the oven. A few minutes went by of us reminiscing before I came up with a genius idea. I smirked at the thought but quickly replaced it with a look of surprise. "Was that Simon?" I yelled, looking into the dining room.

Matthew's face paled before he stood in front of me, protectively. He was still quite scared of the doll, and actually threatened to tear him with a seam ripper once. His eyes searched the room frantically before turning around, seemingly relieved. That was until I poked his nose with my finger that was covered in batter. I couldn't help the laughter which erupted as he stood with a face of pure shock and betrayal. After a few moments, Matthew started to laugh as well, saying something about getting revenge, but I was laughing too hard to notice. As I started to grip my stomach in laughter, I suddenly felt a glob of batter being swiped across my cheek. I looked up to see Matthew with a mischievous glint in his eyes, hand covered in batter. Before I knew it, we were in a war. We had planned to save the leftover batter, but instead it was being used as our weapon of choice. We stayed oblivious to the mess we made as we took turns grabbing globs of batter and throwing it at each other before we ran out. "I got the last hit, so I won!" I yelled over my laughter.

"No way! That's not how it works!" He retorted, laughing as well.

A few minutes went by before he stood up, helping me up as well. We stood there and I found myself lost in his eyes again. He stared back lovingly before pulling me into a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck before he slowly pulled away. "I love you, _____"

I smiled, knowing my face was about as red as a potato. "I love you too, Matthew."