"Bunny? More Like Kangaroo"

Pumpkin Pastry

Humming softly to himself, Jack takes out the fresh batch of pumpkin bread from the oven, placing the pan on the stove. Turning the oven off, he then hangs the oven mitts on the decorated wall, freeing his hands to gently place the circular roll on a cutting board. Grabbing a knife, he then cuts individual slices and places them on a cooling rack on the counter. All the while, Aster watching him from his seat on the counter.

"Aster, you know you don't have to be here?" Jack asked, glancing over at his boyfriend. "I know how boring it is to just sit there and, oh I don't know, watch someone else work." He teased, rolling his eyes as well.

For the past hour, Aster had sat in the kitchen with Jack at the Guardian Cafe, saying that he wanted to just spend some time with his wonderful boyfriend. Even though it was nice that Bunnymund wanted to spend some time with him, Jack felt bad for having his boyfriend being bored while he's with him.

Grinning, Aster lifted his head from his hand where his arm was supported by his knee. "I know, but can't a boyfriend just spend some quality time with his one and only?"

Raising an eyebrow, the albino grew weary of his man's attitude. "That's really sweet.....Almost too sweet, though."

Gasping in mock hurt, Bunnymund then covers his heart like a fragile maiden. "Jack! Why I am appalled! I'm always like this."

Staring at him with an unamused look, Jack simply rolls his eyes and turns back to the his work. "Alright, whatever you say, Bunbun."

Little did Jack know that once he turned his back to the older of the two, Bunnymund grinned slightly to himself. Reaching forward quietly he tries to snatch a moist pumpkin treat from the cooling rack.

The key word in that sentence: Tries.

SMACK!

"Ow!" Aster yelled, immediately snatching his hand back. Holding it gingerly against his chest, he glares at the smaller man. "That hurt!"

"Good!" The albino scolded, crossing his arms over his chest. Even though he tried to look intimidating, it was pretty hard for him since he's so skinny, has a blue apron with snowflakes on it, holding an equally blue spatula, and having a speck of flour adorning his face. Overall, really adorable to Aster. "You know those are for work! If you want one, you can make one yourself."

Pouting at him, which was humorous due to his huge physic, the Australian reached out with pleading hands. "Please, sir. Feed the poor."

SMACK!

"Ow! Mother-"

"Aster!"

"-Fudges!" He corrected, glaring at the guilty spatula. "Whoever gave you that is freaking sadistic!"

Smirking, Jackie boy leaned forward to rest his elbows on the counter, waving the "weapon" in his face  "That would be you, Bunbun. You got me this two weeks ago, remember?"

Pouting again, teasingly, Aster simply leaned forward so their faces were only a few inches away from each other. "I know, I thought would like it since you usually only use forks at your place."

Grinning at him, Jack leaned even more towards him, only a breaths hair away from his lips. "I do, but do you also have a dirty little secret you would like to share with the class?"

Lowering his eyelids, the tanned man licked his dry lips. "I don't know, but I can tell that you're really tempting me right now."

Jack bit his lip lightly. "Then why don't you?"

Eyes dilating, Aster closed the gap between their lips and conquered his mouth. He then slid his tongue against Jack's lip, seeking permission. Once his boyfriend parted his mouth, Aster rubbed their tongues together, seeking every crevice of his warm mouth.

After making out for quite sometime, Jack felt Aster's hand sliding around his waist, as if to pull him forward. But little did Aster know what Jack had in mind. Waiting until the last possible second, Jack slide his hand with the spatula backwards and smacks it on Aster's hand, which was just within an inch of a pumpkin pastry.

SMACK!

"Gah!" Aster yelled, pulling back to cup his hand again.

Laughing, Jack simply shakes his head and turns around to continue slicing pieces. "Come on, Bunbun. You know you shouldn't underestimate me, I knew exactly what you were going for."

"Fine...." The Australian then propped his elbow on the counter and rested his chin on the palm of his hand, just working on his next project in his sketchbook.

Working in comfortable silence, Jack glanced over at his man and smiled softly. Slicing a slightly bigger piece than the rest of the pastry slices, the worker placed it on a napkin. Turning around, he leans forward and kisses Aster's forehead gently while setting the warm in front of him. "Here you go, tough guy."

Smiling happily at the Jack's gesture, Aster ignores the treat and hugs Jack to him tightly. "You're the best."

Rolling his eyes playfully, Frost just hugs him back.

"I know I am."