Got7 Jackson x Reader OneShot - Cooking? Never Goes Well

Cooking Never Goes Well

Dude I redid this completely and the scenes completely changed I'm so proud of myself

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    "Jacksonnnnn!" You called sweetly, already trying to convince your boyfriend to do something with you. 'He totally doesn't know, yet', you thought. You came out of the kitchen skipping. Jackson sat on the couch scrolling through Instagram, pretending he didn't hear you. Of course he already knew you were going to force him to do something. "I'm bored!", you all but whined, "How about we bake a cake? For Christmas? Please!" You made it to the back of the sofa, putting your hands on his shoulders, and lightly massaging. "I'll massage you later?" Your lover whipped his head up and looked into your eyes. He had the brightest grin ever, and you knew he was sold already. He slowly put his phone on the coffee table and got up. He turned around to face you. 

    "Alright Jagi, but you have to get out the ingredients, even with how," He looked at you up and down, "Short you are compared to the cupboards." You pouted but agreed anyways. 

        "Woo! Thank you, babe!" You walked to him quickly and got on your tip toes to peck him on the cheek. You got out the recipe book for cakes and turned to the correct page. He ran over beside you and popped his hips out to move you out of the way. Laughs and giggles echoed through the house for the next 30 minutes. (Yes, it took you that long. Slow pokes.)

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       Time has passed by, and on the 5th ingredient being called out by your other half, you freeze for a split second. Flour, is what it's called. Your arch nemesis, and it's sidekick being, well, Jackson of course. Jackson looked at you, a knowing smirk filling his lips. He watches you slowly walk towards the cabinet with the flour in it and set it beside the rest of the edible supplies. 

    "Eggs, baby. Maybe it'll get your mind off of the flour" He teases. You glare at him and move to the fridge to get two. He turns back to the cookbook and reads off the rest of the ingredients. 

_-_-_-_-_-_-:3 (no that's not wrong shush you dirty minded children <)

Everything seemed to be going GREAT, until you got lost in your mind, staring out of the window across the room, watching the new snow fall. You felt a few tingles in your hair, and you shook your head, turning back to look at the now very oddly focused partner pouring flour into the mixture. Your gaze wandered back to the window, getting enraptured by the constant balls of white falling from the sky to make a white blanket on the ground. (Which of course you're going to roll around in later after eating this delicious cake). Suddenly you felt a light weight on your head and a white cloud in front of you. You swiveled your head to Jackson, instantly glaring at the cackling child. "HEY!" You punched his side. You picked up an egg and chucked it at him. It hit his chest, considering you didn't want to hurt his precious face.  His laughter died down, and he narrowed his eyes onto your body. 'Fuck, I'm in trouble' you instantly thought. You whipped around, looking for the quickest escape out of his grasp and gaze. 

    "5 second head-start, babydoll" He murmured. You panicked and ran to the first thing you saw. The front door. You were only in jeans and a long sleeved shirt, so of course you shivered as you came out quickly. You ran as far as you could, granted it wasn't very far, as you heard the door slam and hands grab your waist harshly. You grabbed on to the hands and turned yourself around. Jackson's smiling face came into view and you instantly softened your gaze. He wiped the top of your head off lightly, considering most of the flour fell off while you were running. You found yourself looking at his lips. Why? You have no clue, really. He noticed and smiled more, You both leaned in and your lips met. Your lips moved in sync with his, at a fast and almost rushed pace. He asked for entrance by sliding his tongue over your bottom lip, and you immediately opened up. His tongue collided with yours, you submissively giving in right away, letting his muscle explore everywhere. He pulled away and grabbed your ass, picking you up so you had to wrap your legs around his hips. He walked up to the front door and opened it, shutting it with his foot after you two were in the house. Afterwards he set you down on the couch and hovered over you. 

    "I love you. So much." You whispered, too afraid to speak any higher than that, not trusting your voice. He grinned, pecking your lips once more, never making a move to change your position. 

    "I love you too, (Y/N)" He spoke, you got flustered, as always, and sunk down into the sofa. " You wanna go finish making that cake so we can eat and go back out?" He asked, tone excited. 

    "Can we w-wash up first? Like, s-shower?" You looked at his chest after stuttering, and you're sure the egg had soaked past the shirt now. 

     "Sure!" Jackson wasn't fazed at all when he bounced off of you and the sofa, yelling, "I'm first!", as he ran into the bathroom. What have you gotten yourself into...? You giggled.

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Hey! It's Shay! This fanfic was written by me! The first fanfiction I've ever made actually. I wrote this back in Christmas of 2016, so sorry if the seasons don't match up! Btw, don't get the image of you and Jackson kissing with flour all over you in your head. Most of the flour came off when you were running! I love each and every one of you, so don't forget to vote, comment, and share! 😘 muah! 

Edit: I redid this completely, hope you liked it :3

                                         ~ Shay!