SUPERWHOLOCK Imagines

Imagine: King of All Pranks

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"Hey sexy," a familiar voice says from you behind you.

"Gabriel, you know I-" you're cut off by his hand coming into contact with your face after you had turned around. Whipped cream drips down your cheek and on to your shirt. "What the hell!"

"I love pranking you," he whispers before disappearing. You grab a towel off the kitchen counter and wipe your face.

"It's so on," you growl, charging off to your room to plan on how to prank Gabriel back. Tapping away at your computer, you pull up different prank ideas in attempts to think of the perfect prank to pull against the Angel. You smile, standing up to leave your room and put your plan in motion.

You go to the kitchen, pulling out different ingredients for a cake. Gabriel has always loved your cake. He would constantly go on and on about how it's the best cake in the world. You laugh lightly, mixing all of the ingredients together before pouring it into the cake pan, watching as it slowly spreads out. You stick it in the oven and walk away.

A little while later, the cake is done cooking. You pull it out and put it in the fridge to make it cool faster. After that, you take it out and frost it.

"Is that cake?" Gabriel questions as he appears next to you, licking his lips.

"Yes, but you're not aloud to have any," you tell him, moving the cake away from him. "Now, if you'll excuse me I have to go do something."

You exit the kitchen, going around the corner and hiding. A few moments later, you hear Gabriel scream.

"What did you do?!" He yells, panic in his voice. You laugh, entering the room.

"I put hot sauce in it," you admit, going to grab him a glass of milk. "Want it?" You ask, putting the glass in front of his face. He nods, reaching out for it. "Do you promise to stop this silly prank war?" You question as you pull the glass away.

"Yes!" He yells, forcing you to give him the glass. He chugs it down, drinking all of it within seconds. "You're so mean," he pouts.

"You started it," you shoot back, exiting the room. You walk towards the bathroom, suddenly feeling like showering. As you open the door, you're engulfed in a cold fluid.

"Gabriel!" You scream, looking down at your soaking form. Your white shirt clings to your body, showing off your figure.

A low whistle comes from behind you. "I always going to tell you about that... But damn you sure do look hot."

"Screw you," you glare at him before laughing. You could never stay mad at him. "But, I guess you win. You truly are the King of Pranks."

"And you're my queen," he whispers, pecking your lips lightly before leaving. You blush, walking into the bathroom. You slide down the door, sighing heavily.

Man, I really do love him.