Dean stood in the kitchen, holding up a box and reading directions.
"This seems easy..." He murmured to himself.
He set the box down on the counter and took out all of the supplies he needed. He had no idea how to make food besides soup, pizza, and popcorn pretty much that required electrical stuff. But, he was willing to do it for a special someone.
About a hour or so later, Anna walked in. She slipped her coat off and set it on the chair along with her bag. She had just gotten home from being out on a girls day with a few girls from WWE.
"Dean?" Anna called, going towards the kitchen and hearing a loud bang.
"Wait-!" Dean's voice called, causing her to quickly stop.
She heard a few cuss words mumbled then a loud hiss from Dean. He stumbled out of the kitchen, his hair was a mess and his face had frosting all over it. His shirt was off and there was frosting on his chest as well. In his hands he held a tray of cupcakes.
"Uh.. Surprise?" He chuckled nervously.
Anna looked at the cupcakes. They were done horribly but it was cute how he tried for her. She smiled softly, going up to him and wiping some frosting from his chest.
"You have a little something..-" She paused, giggling lightly. "Everywhere." She finished, smiling.
Dean licked his lip, getting some frosting from it.
"It's not as easy as it looks... For me!" He grumbled, setting the tray on the table.
He grabbed a towel and wiped his chest and face off before tossing it in the laundry basket.
"I know, baby. Aw, don't pout! You tried and that's all that matters, okay? I love them." Anna smiled, grabbing a cupcake and taking a bite of it.
Dean watched her, "do you like it...?" He asked nervously. Luckily, he received an excited nod.
A grin spread across his lips as he took some frosting on his index finger and wiped it on Anna's nose, earning a soft gasp.
"Dean!" She exclaimed.
That started a war. A frosting war, to be exact. By the end of it, frosting was all over them and their clothes. They were both laughing until Dean connected their lips together, kissing Anna softly. It was a soft, sweet kiss that ended soon after. Dean's forehead rested against hers as they both caught their breath.
"I love you, Frosting." Dean whispered, smirking a bit at the nickname he called her.
"I love you too, Cupcake." Anna giggled softly, kissing his nose.
