𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐎𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐚 // 𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚂

' gay methaphors '

The smell of butter and freshly baked cookies reached y/n's nostrils when she approached the kitchen. She threw her handbag on a chair in the hallway before walking up to her girlfriend, Jenna, baking chocolate chip cookies with every single bit of power she had left in her body. When y/n stroke her by the waist and kissed her neck from behind, the exhausted girl leaned back against her and into her touch.

"You know you don't have to do this, right?"
Y/n whispered, trying to comfort the smaller brunette.

"No, baby, I do. It's my turn to bring sweets to work tomorrow and it has to be done tonight. I just want to go to sleep so I must get this over with as soon as possible."
Jenna spoke back, sighing silently before leaning out of y/n's arms to keep baking. She reached for the sugar and a spoon.

"All right then, I'll help you. You shouldn't have to do this alone."
Y/n booped her nose, earning a giggle from Jenna.

Y/n caught glance of her girlfriend's fists. They were slowly turning rather white because of her harsh grip around the spatula, and she slowly reached out to swipe her hand over Jenna's.
"You don't have to use every single muscle in your body, you know."
Y/n spoke softly, massaging a bit over the boney temple. Jenna snorted and shot a smile towards the taller girl, before letting go of the treemade handle.

"You're such a dork."
Jenna suddenly took a hold of her girl's hips, turning them both making her lean against the kitchen counter. She slowly dragged her hands up over y/n's waist, then over her arms where they stayed to place a light squeeze on the y/h/c's biceps.
"You've worked out?"
She leaned in a bit, teasingly.

"Y'know I do, darling."
Y/n let her hands move from their recent placement around Jenna's waist, leading them up to cup the brunette's cheeks.
"You like it?"

"very much so."
Jenna giggled, before pulling her lover in for a longing kiss. Y/n ran her hands through the loose, rather short brown hair and pressed her girlfriend back. This elected a groan from the shorter as she moved her toned arms around y/n's neck, who pushed the baking essentials aside to lift her up.

"You're so beautiful, baby."
Y/n whispered in between kisses,
"but you know you bake horribly?"
This brought out a guttural laugh from the brunette, who shortly hid her face in the crook of her girlfriend's neck.

"Shut up."
She jumped down from the kitchen counter and brought the bowl containing the cookie dough and spatula back. She threw a playfully angry glance at the girl next to her, who let her hand sneak around the angry shortie's waist again.

"I was just joking. I could eat your cookies forever."
Jenna smiled.

"Is that a gay methaphor?"
Now it was y/n's turn to laugh.

"A WHAT?"

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Sorry this is so bad I didn't even feel like proof-reading. Just for updates BAIII