Fluff Fluff Fluff (Breddy Oneshots)

🍞 Baking 🍞

(Brett's P.O.V.)

Wanna know something? This whole thing turned into a mess pretty quickly...

"I didn't expect you to help me with the TwoSetViolin cookies we owe the fans. I really appreciate it," Eddy chirped over the kitchen counter, chin resting on both hands above the marble print. "As glad as I am to hear that, you didn't think I was going to make these cookies by myself did you?" I looked up from the mixing bowl and shot him a grin. That's when Eddy's face turned from a smile to a exaggerated groan, he always hated baking. So the fact that I'm asking him to do it must really piss him off. "Hmph, fine then. But you have to promise to make it up to me." He answered, taking an extra apron from the hook and putting it on...

So time passed with me doing almost everything, only asking Eddy to mix a few times since I was too tired, and soon enough the cookies were sitting in the oven. "Finally they're in! It took so long with you here trying to eat the cookie dough," I crossed my arms to look at the taller boy, who was leaning against the stove. "That's what you get for forcing your Boyfriend into doing such physical labour."

"Oh yeah? Well then I hope you won't mind cleaning up all the dishe—"

A 'ding' came from the oven, interrupting my declaration. I could see Eddy's eyes light up from the corner of my eye as I took the cookies out, a delicious aroma filling the kitchen. But before he could reach for one, I held up a finger and shook it. "Not yet, we still need to ice them with the logo." His shoulders sunk as he looked at the cookies longingly, I almost gave in to his reaction, but nope not again.

"You'll pay for this Brett," Eddy looked down at me (damn my height), giving me a face of determination. I could feel heat creep up my face as I realised the position we're in. Eddy hovering over me as he cornered me into the counter. He looked so hot when he took control. I couldn't give in though. "And how am I going to pay you?" I Shot back daringly, however I quickly regretted what I said once his hand moved from his chestnut brown hair to the icing bag.

Black icing fell onto my apron as Eddy squeezed the bag, smirking. Oh, if he wants a food fight, then a food fight he shall have, I thought. I quickly grabbed the white icing bag and squirted icing right into his face, resulting in icing sliding down his nose.

"Bring it on..."

Thus the kitchen was filled with black and white icing. The floor. The counter. The stove. The oven. You name it, we messed it up. But the messiest things in the room were still ourselves, who were covered in icing from head to toe. That didn't stop us from wrestling each other on the floor though, me managing to straddle Eddy to the floor and spray more butter-whipped cream onto him. Haha! Eat that Eddy! Literally, the icing is really good...

"Okay okay stop! I surrender to my feisty cinnamon roll." Through my flour dusted spectacles, I see him put up his hands to emphasise on his statement. I laughed before getting off him, lying in the floor next to him. "That was fun haha! But we really need to clean this up, it's such a mess here." Eddy sat up, looking at me with those loving eyes that never stop my heart from racing. I lowered my guard, anticipating what happened next.

"Anything you say, Babe. But first..."

I cocked an eyebrow before hearing the next words he said.

"I'm gonna take a shower so you can start first!" He jumped up before running to the toilet at full speed, dropping icing onto the floor as he did.

"HEY NO FAIR!" I shouted, chasing after the rascal.

I Guess you can say this baking experience was the funniest one I had yet.