Imagine...

22.

Imagine: Baking with Kol.

"Nuh uh," You lightly hit his hand with a wooden spoon, as he tried to steal some chocolate buttons  from your bowl. He whined a little, wrapping his arms round your waist and burying his face in the crook of your neck.

"C'mon, (Y/N/N),"He mumbled into your neck,"A few chocolate buttons won't be missed,"You rolled your eyes and turned round in his arms, as he stared into your eyes lovingly. To everyone else, Kol was a homicidal maniac, but to you he was a sweetheart - and your boyfriend.

"You've already eaten like-" You stated, softly, holding up the empty packs that Kol had found before you," A million of them," He smirked and leaned his forehead against yours, pulling you in closer to his chest as his grip tightened. He tilted his head to the side, pressing a kiss to your lips, which quickly became heated. His tongue ran across the seam of your lips, begging for access that you denied, a smirk playing on your lips. You pulled back, slowly, savouring the tingling feeling on your lips as his lips melded to your's again. He moved forward so you were against the counter top, him standing between your legs. You dipped your index finger in pink frosting, before wiping it on his nose. He pulled back, mouth open in a 'you did not just do that' look, but you could see a hint of a smile at the corners of his mouth," C'mon Mikaelson, Caroline will kill me if they're not done," Kol's mouth curled into a smirk, as he picked up a frosted cupcake and his smirk turned devilish.

"Okay, fine, have you tasted them yet?" He quizzed, looking at the cupcake innocently. Before you could reply, he splattered it onto your face, smearing it around. You squeaked, as he laughed at your now blue and sprinkled face. You wiped it out of your eyes, mirroring his smirk as you grabbed a bowl of cookie dough, and tipped it over his head. You giggled and wiggled out of his arms, walking over to the fridge for more eggs. Suddenly a bag of flour, poured down onto your head making your (Y/H/C) hair turn a snowy white, and powder tumbled onto the floor around you. You turned to see a smug Kol, with an empty bag of flour in his hand and cookie dough stuck in his spikey hair," Now we're even." You hummed, hiding the egg behind your back walking closer to him, swaying your hips. His smirk grew, as you stood chest to chest with him, noses brushing against each other. You wrapped your arms round his neck, the hand with the egg in it hovered above his head. You brushed your lips against his, as his arms wound round you again. Then, crack! You crushed the egg to his head, the liquids dribbling down from his droopy fringe as he gasped at the cold feeling.

"Now, we're even," You stated, he half pouted - which was so adorable. You stepped in closer to him, helping him wipe the gooey mess from his hair. He crashed his lips to yours, just as you heard a gasp from the other side of the room.

"Hi vampire Barbie," Kol mumbled against your lips, as Caroline took in the mess of the kitchen, with wide eyes as Damon death glared at Kol. Kol picked up a cake, pointing it out to the pair, with his signature smirk," Cupcake?"