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frosting mishaps | hawks

pairing: takami keigo (hawks) x reader

warnings: fluff

word count: 908

a/n: i hope you enjoy sweetie!!!!!!!!!!

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The aroma of freshly baked cookies lingered heavily in the air, the apartment was decorated with loads of reds and greens, Christmas was obviously going on in this household. In the kitchen sat two people who were hovering over two different sugar cookies, decorating to their heart's content.

"Do you think this cookie looks like Santa?"

Your eyes focused on the terrible red blob of a cookie in front of you.

Cookie decorating seemed so easy in all the YouTube videos you had watched for a solid week in preparation for this event, yet now that you were actually doing this with your boyfriend it was the hardest thing in the world.

"Looks more like satan, dove," Hawks chuckles as he picks up the cookie, eating it in one bite as you elbow his ribcage in high annoyance and embarrassment.

"Satan wishes he could look that good," you whine softly as you stare at the snowflake the winged hero had made. Your lips quirking at the way it was also horribly decorated. It looked like a blob of grey mass and you pointed it at him and laughed. "That looks gross Keigo."

"It's supposed to, its actually an art piece," Hawks states as he places his pointer finger and thumb to his chin striking a smart man pose. "It's entitled 'y/n's selfies'!"

He got another elbow jab for that comment.

"That's mean," you pout as you pick out another cookie to decorate, you choose a simple angel as it will hopefully use just two colors. "You don't see me roasting you every second of every day!"

"It's alright, your love is more than enough to get me through you not roasting me constantly!"

Your lips pull into a pout as you continue staring down at the angel cookie.

The white frosting tube was nearly empty in your hand as you lined the cookie in front of you. You could feel Hawks leaning next to you, he was chewing a cookie rather loudly as he made commentary about your decoration ability.

"Keigo, if you don't shut up I'll–!" You snap as you turn towards your chuckling boyfriend who was in no way ready to shut up. "I'll–?"

"You'll what, put me on your naughty list?" Hawks teases as he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. "I would personally love to be– Y/N!!"

A thick paste of white frosting was slathered across his face, trailing from his forehead down onto his chin. Your head snapped back as you laughed in evil mechanical laughter as you brought the tip of the frosted tube and blew it off as if it was a smoking gun.

"I told you!" You taunted as you clasped your tongue licked the frosting that leaked out the tip.

Hawkes blinked at you, his head shaking as he picked up the grey glob of a cookie and slathered the frosting against your cheek.

The shriek that escaped your mouth was loud and shrilly as Hawks roared with laughter as he hopped up from his chair.

This was war it seemed.

The next hour was spent with the two of you flinging and smearing multicolored frosting at each other. Laughter filling the air as dramatic conversations between the two fo you took place. It seemed more as if the two of you were fighting in the fourteenth century then in the modern-day.

It all came to a dramatic end as you straddled Hawks to the ground, you sat on his back, keeping careful of his fluttering wings as you held a bowl of frosting above his head as a looming threat.

"Give up!" You cackled as Hawks hands hovered over his head. "Give up now or else!"

"I will never give up!" Hawks bellowed. "You killed my family, you vile witch, this is my vengeance!"

"Liar! You said I killed your sixteenth cow! Obviously, you don't have your story straight!"

The tricky hero laughed loudly as he had one last trick up his sleeve. It all happened in slow motion as you saw a single feather escape his wings, and zoomed toward the bowl. Your mouth dropping in your cry of his cheating, but you were too late. The feather pushed the bowl onto your face and you went silent as the bowl clattered to the ground.

You roll off of Hawks, your vision clouded with the sticky frosting dripping from your face.

"Oh my god," you exclaim as you push to your feet. "Keigo!"

"Oh shit," Hawks curses as he climbs to his feet his face centimeters from yours as excitement and victory drain from his face to be replaced with regret. "Shit, dove, I didn't think it was that full!"

With vengeance in mind, you force tears into your eyes as you sniffle loudly.

"Wait! Please don't cry, I'll go get–!"

His words died on his throat as you grabbed his face and wiped your face against his, your giggles ringing loudly in his ears as you pull away.

"There, we match!"

You weren't that wrong, the both of you were caked in red, green, yellow, and now white frosting as Hawks grin widened.

"You minx," he chuckles as he brings you in, placing a sugar-sweet kiss against your lips.

"Ew, your face is sticky!" You complain despite your growing smile.

"Mm, I guess I can do something about that," Hawks smirks as he quickly swipes a lick of frosting from your face. "I do like frosting."