Sweeran One-shots

Sugary Sweet

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 Ed’s nose is bombarded by a number of sweet aromas as he lets himself into his girlfriend’s grand apartment. Cinnamon, vanilla, chocolate, and a few spicy scents his vocabulary doesn’t hold, waft through the air. He knows she must be baking, and his suspicions are confirmed when he hears a large crash come from the kitchen. Taylor’s voice calls out, scolding her Scottish Fold for whatever damage it has done in the kitchen. He rounds the corner finding Taylor on her knees scooping up spilt batter with her bare hands, flinging it back into the large bowl resting beside her. Her hair is pulled back and her face holds a grimace that Ed finds hilarious. He bites back laughter as he watches the lanky blonde work agitatedly while mumbling words to herself that he can’t distinguish. He clears his throat, finally announcing his presence and Taylor jumps, batter covered hands pressing to her chest, soiling her vibrant apron. 

“Jesus, Ed!” Her voice breathless from the scare. “A little warning next time?” She laughs and resumes her previous task. He smiles widely at her. She freezes, suddenly aware that she had been talking to herself and wonders if he had heard it. “How long have you been standing there?”  She questions and Ed lets his laughter escape.

               “Few moments” He replies and her face turns a light shade of pink. “Where’s the culprit?” He asks, eyes searching the room for her cat.

               “She fled from the scene, of course” She shakes her head and giggles.

She loves Meredith to death, but man did that cat get under her skin sometimes. She’s like a small child. Ed appears by her side with a wet cloth, wiping up the last remains of the little episode. She gives him a grateful smile, wiping her hands on the apron. Ed offers out his hands to help her stand and she accepts. Coming face to face with him she remembers she hasn’t given him a proper greeting yet. A cheeky smile pulls at her lips and she gives him a soft kiss, leaving him wanting more. She has a sugary taste and he knows she’s been snacking on the treats as she makes them.

“Hi” Her voice is soft and affectionate. She’s glad to see him.

“Hi, love” He leans up to press a sweet kiss to her forehead that’s covered with her blonde fringe. “Anything I can help with?” His eyes roam around the rather messy kitchen.

“Everything is in the oven right now” She says setting the bowl of ruined batter in the sink. “But…” she skips over to the fridge pulling out fresh eggs. “You can help me remake this cake batter” She turns her head and projects her voice down the hall. “Since somebody knocked it over!” She hollers to the cat even though she’s aware Meredith isn’t listening and could not care less.

Ed finds her conversing with the grumpy cat adorable, much like everything else she does. They work together and she asks about his day, wanting to hear every little detail. He satiates her and leaves nothing out. He loves how attentive she is. He follows her instructions carefully, not wanting to have her work ruined for a second time. He doesn’t do well in the kitchen, but Taylor is slowly teaching him things over their time together. At least he now knows how to work more than the microwave. Taylor snickers as he finishes up his latest story about Stuart, his manager. Her eyes squint with humor as she places the soon to be cake on one of the last remaining oven racks.

“So…” He starts, hopping onto the counter. “What’s with all the treats?” He asks, licking leftover mix from his fingers.

“I just got into a mood” She shrugs. “Austin is in town and I figured I’d be nice and make his favorite cookies” She muses before continuing. “The cupcakes, I’m going to take into the studio tomorrow as a thank you, I can’t believe how awesome they are doing with the album so far”

He laughs at that because he is very well aware that she is mostly responsible for how great the new album is coming along, but she refuses to take credit. Typical Taylor.

“Andddd” She draws out the word moving to stand directly in front of him. She drapes her lanky arms around his neck. “The cake is for you…” She places a kiss on his right cheek “because…” another on his left before meeting his pale blue eyes.

“I love you”

Her grin is mischievous as she leans in giving him a long, hungry kiss. Ed moves his hands to her hips giving them a squeeze and she shakes against him laughing. They stay like that for several minutes, enjoying each other. Their movements are playful and flirty. Just as Ed is about to move his lips to her slender neck, a timer dings breaking their focus. Ed’s not ready to let her go just yet and tightens his grip.

“Mmm…” She hums into his mouth smiling, but doesn’t pull away. “Cupcakes…done” She manages to get out in-between their kisses. Seconds later she breaks away, but Ed just moves to her neck like he originally planned.

“Seriously” She giggles. “They are going to burn” her hands give his chest a light push and he backs off with a grunt. He looks like a little boy who just lost his favorite toy. He watches her pull the pans from the oven carefully and loves the view he gets as she bends over in her short denim shorts.

“Can you get the frosting from the fridge, babe?” She calls over her shoulder while setting the hot metal on the cooling rack. He does as she requests. “Want to help me decorate?” She asks, gathering a few utensils from the drawers.

“Uhh, what kind of decorating?” He scratches the back of his head, unsure and not wanting to mess up her baked goods. She chuckles at his unease.

“Whatever kind your heart desires” She beams while handing him his own tube of frosting.

They garnish the small cakes with colorful frosting Taylor had made previously. Ed’s work is disordered, basically just messy piles of icing. Taylor takes her time adding little embellishments, patterns and designs, adorn with sprinkles and other sugary bits. Ed admires her skill, although it’s not perfect, it’s still worlds better than his own. She’s had much more practice at this than him. His cake finishes as well and cools waiting to be adorn with similar décor, maybe even a little extra since it was for him, and he is extra special. When she’s finally satisfied with her little works of art she lets out a long sigh, emptying her lungs, and claps her hands together.

“All done!” She chirps and her body bounces.

Her eyes scan over the fleet and she sucks in her lower lip when she sees Ed handy work. Bright lumps of frosting sit on top of his cupcakes. They’re uneven and some are dangerously close to falling off the tops. They could have been decorated by an eight year old, but she finds it endearing. Her belly rumbles with amusement, but she doesn’t want to laugh and possibly hurt his feelings. His eyes follow hers and his lip pouts.

 “Mine are shit” He states. Taylor gives him a sympathetic look.

“Aw” She coos. “I love them, babe. They have…character” She smirks reaching across the island counter gently stroking the back of his hand.  “You just need…” She drifts off searching for the right words of encouragement. “You just need practice” She finishes.

“Well, yours are lovely” He says admirably. She does a dorky curtsy and he humors her, giving her a round of applause.

“Why, thank you” She giggles reaching for a cupcake. “I believe I have earned a reward” Her teeth sink into the tasty treat. She moans savoring the chocolaty flavor. Ed moves behind her trapping her small frame with his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder. Swiping frosting from her lips, she tilts her head back offering him her coated finger. He accepts taking her long, slim digit in his mouth. He exaggerates the process, taking his time sucking the frosting.

“Yum” He compliments. “But not as yummy as you” He whispers while planting a wet kiss behind her ear. His breath tickles her neck and she squirms in his arms, turning to face him. They pick up where they left off, before the timer interrupted them, over an hour ago. His cake sits on the counter long forgotten for the time being.