Why Don't We Imagines And Preferences

Wedding Cake - Corbyn Besson

Summary: It's time for cake at their wedding and Corbyn and Y/N have a cute food fight. (Smearing icing and cake on each others faces. Cute, right?)
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After all the boring stuff and the long speeches, it was finally time for cake. Corbyn and Y/N were obviously sitting next to each other, both of them waiting eagerly for the cake to be brought out. As the cake was in the process of being brought out, Corbyn was sitting impatiently in his seat while Y/N was perfectly fine with waiting. Corbyn was obviously starving as he was moving around so much and was annoying Y/N, asking her when the cake was coming every five seconds.

"Y/N...." Corbyn complained for the sixth time in a row, "When's the cake coming?"

"I don't know Corbyn, how about you ask it?" she answered back.

Corbyn frowned but as soon as he saw the cake his face lit up and he looked over at you. You looked at him and giggled, thinking about how childish he looked.

(Timeskip: Cut the cake already)

By the time all the cake was cut and passed out, Corbyn had stuffed his face full, cake in and around his mouth. He decided to try and be cute. He wiped some icing off his face with his finger, wiping it on Y/N nose.

"Wha- Corbyn!" she said annoyed. She then smirked and gave him an eskimo kiss then grabbed the last of her cake and smashed it in his face. Corbyn fired back as he rubbed his face against hers in a failed attempt to get cake on her. She laughed a kissed him. They ended their night with something special(they did the deed•_• I don't know how else to explain it).
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This is the last one about a wedding, I swear!!! You enjoyed them, right? As you can probably can tell, I don't go to weddings often. Also I've never been married before(not happenin for a while) so sorry some of them don't make sense(all of them basically).