Why Don't We Imagines and Preferences

Cookies// CB

~Your pov~
It was currently a winter night and we were snowed into the house. All the boys were in their rooms watching Netflix, singing, reading, scrolling through Twitter, whatever it might be. I was with Corbyn of course and I said. "Corb, I want to do SOMEthing."

"Well what do you want to do princess?" he asked me putting down his phone. "Can we... bake cookies?" "YES!" He said quickly and excitedly.

We went downstairs and got everything out, we were making sugar cookies so we could design them after. We mixed everything together and as we started to shape them I caught Corbyn eating the batter. "I saw that mr Besson." I said laughing.

"Saw what?" He said joining in laughing. He continued to do what he should and finally we got them into the oven. We then made homemade frosting, we were coloring the bowls of it and Corbyn said, "Hey y/n." He was standing across from me and as I lifted my head he rubbed frosting on the tip of my nose.

"Well aren't you quite the trouble maker tonight?" I said putting down my spoon. We both laughed and then I rubbed some on his forehead.

Zach came in to get a water and saw the frosting on my nose and some more of it on Corbyn. "Children." He said. Me and Corbyn bursted out laughing seeing as Zach was the youngest, however right now we were acting like the childish ones.