Chapter 18

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Kahoot invites you over the next night. His mom is gone for two days to visit his aunt, so it'll be just you and him. In his house. Alone. (y'all know where this is going 😏)

"We should bake an apple pie," Kahoot suggests after the TV show ends. For about five hours, you've been snuggling together on the couch watching random movies and shows, the latest one about baking. It's getting really late, but pie time is any time.

"Okay."

A good pie, in Kahoot's opinion, is one with a thick crust and a solid filling. None of that soggy, watery, thin stuff. It shouldn't be too spiced either, or else it'll choke you. And it shouldn't be too sour or sweet, lest it make you cringe.

You're in charge of making the crust, while Kahoot attempts to create the perfect filling. Pie crust is hard to mess up, so as you gather the ingredients your shoulders are pushed back and your head is held high.

Kahoot hums in thought. "Do you think potato-apple pies exist?"

"Huh?"

He cuts a peeled apple in little cubes and pushes the pieces into a bowl. "Y'know, like the pie has the same flavouring and all but instead of apples, it's potatoes."

Your mouth opens and closes. "I-I don't know what to say to that. Why?"

"So you can't mess it up. Think about it, the potatoes won't give it that tart flavour, and you won't even be able to taste the potatoes! All that leaves is the taste of sweet, caramelized syrup." Kahoot looks like he's had an epiphany, but you know better. (I know better, too. I tried this idea and...no. Never again.)

"I'm preeetttyyy sure it'll have a taste. Mock apple pie would be better."

Kahoot frowns, forehead crinkling. You explain: "It's like what you're saying, but with crackers."

"Crackers? That sounds even more ridiculous than potatoes."

Meh. Anyways your dough ends up perfect, and you place it in the fridge to cool. Meanwhile, Kahoot transfers all go the liquid from his mixture into a saucepan to thicken. It doesn't take long after that to assemble the pie. It's nothing fancy, but it'll do. It takes 40 minutes to cook, so you go sit on the couch while Kahoot puts it in the oven.

Afterwards Kahoot comes to join you, his weight indenting the cushion slightly. Gently, he reaches over and twirls your hair in his hand, resting his palm on your cheek. Your breath catches in your throat as Kahoot leans over and kisses you. You close your eyes. He tastes like cinnamon and a game-based platform.

Kahoot reaches for your hips, both of your lips still locked and leads you to his bedroom. You were so concentrated on the way his lips were moving that you didn't realize you were near the bed until the back of your knees hit the edge and you fall onto it. Kahoot isn't far behind, his body pressing up against yours as he tumbles on top of you.

(Now, I don't know how to write smut, nor do I want to, so here's a graphic little something @CassandraBananish wrote on my laptop instead: "kahoot put it in the vagina or penis hole ( not assuming here) c'est *Insert correct hole here* c'etais woaw kahoot give me the digital D in out in out as the sonic x them song plays in the backround gotta go fast gotta go fast sonic x ( i ducking love sonic x that shit was my jam ) and then silver the hedgehog used his phycokanesses to fonddle the tits of *insert you here* and then shadow popoed up like hey man why you gooey do that and chaos controlled out of here and then knuckles came wanted silver get that digital D yeah boiiii.")

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You both fall asleep in the comfort of each other's arms, after a panicky Kahoot rushes to take the pie out of the oven.

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