Musical Oneshots

Treebos - Baking

I do Treebros way too much

Oof

Its not Christmas time so I'm sort of changing the prompt

I can't sleep and its one in the morning so why not

Connor's POV

"Hey babe." I said as I gave Evan a kiss on his cheek.

"H-Hi." He stammered as a blush spread across his cheeks. With a smirk, I pulled away and walked into my kitchen. I could hear him behind me before I stopped and turned around.

"So. Are you ready to bake?" I asked. He giggled and nodded.

Evan's POV

"Heere. You can wear this apron." Connor told me as he threw an old pink apron at me. I put it on and struggled trying to tie it around my waist. He came behind me and tied it for me, his cold fingers brushing my hips.

He wrapped his arms around me and pressed a quick kiss against my neck.

"Let's bake."

Connor's POV

"O-Okay. The recipe s-says we n-need two cups o-of milk." Evan announced as he squinted at the paper on the counter.

"Alright." I mumbled as I tore open the fridge doors. I scanned the shelves, loaded with everything but milk.

"Oh shit." I groaned. "I finished the milk this morning."

"Fuck you Connor!" Zoe shouted from upstairs.

"What d-do we do n-now?" Evan questioned.

"I guess we go shopping."

Evan's POV

"Connor, we're h-heere f-for milk n-not gay socks." I whined as he tried to sneak another pair of socks into the basket I was carrying. He pouted and put them back on the shelf.

"But my feet will be cold without the gayness." He complained. I sighed and shook my head.

"W-We can get o-one pair." I grumbled. Connor cheered and threw a pair into the basket.

"Love you." He told me as he planted a quick peck on my lips. I stopped in the middle of the aisle and almost dropped the basket as a wildfire spread across my face.

"You dork." Connor teased as he shoved my shoulder. I bumped our hips together and kept going down the aisle.

"Evvy?" He asked.

"What i-is it t-this time?"

"Can we just get cake mix?"

Connor's POV

After an hour long shopping trip, we returned home with several pairs of rainbow socks, chocolate cake mix, chocolate frosting, and milk.

"Now we can bake!" I exclaimed as I skipped around the kitchen, my hair flowing behind me. Evan laughed and opened up the cake mix.

"The box s-says w-we need to p-put in two e-eggs and a-a cup of m-milk." Evan told me. I nodded and pulled the brand new carton of milk and eggs out of the fridge.

(Le time skip because I suck and I'm tired and I heard a really loud noise from the kitchen even though everyone in my family is in bed and now I'm scared)

"Did they cool yet?" I whispered to Evan as I stared at the chocolate cupcakes.

"I-I think so." He whispered back as he poked one.

"Why are we whispering?" I questioned as I poked a different cupcake.

"I don't k-know." He admitted as he walked over to the fridge and pulled out the frosting. I jumped up, a smile on my face, and rushed over to get two butter knives.

The two of us started frosting, Evan's cupcakes being nice and clean while mine looked like a hot mess. I glanced at him and melted.

He poked out his tongue as he focused on frosting the confections. On his cheek, there was a smear of chocolate frosting. I grinned and without a second thought, I leaned in and licked it off of his cheek.

Evan's POV

Holy spruce

I tensed up as Connor licked my cheek.

"You had frosting on your face." He told me with a shrug. He turned back to his cupcakes as I continued to sit there.

Holy Hecking Spruce!

I tried to focus back on the cupcakes but it was no use.

I couldn't stop thinking about what Connor did.

So, when I looked over at him with a blush still burning my face and saw he had frosting on his cheek, I didn't hesitate.

I hid my smile as I told him,

"Y-You had frosting on y-your cheek."

His jaw dropped as he stared at me, his face pink.

"Evan you KiNkY boi."

Oofity.

Imma try to go to sleep now.

Its currently 1:31 AM

Luv u gays

-Cronch