Yey day 10! I'm just assuming Peace has really bad cooking skills and burns everything like all the time so no one trusts him at all but I think he'd be just like that tbh.
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"I don't think you should be allowed in the kitchen" Aaron said as he ushered Callum out of the kitchen, "no I want to help!" Callum whined as he turned around to face the other. "But I want to help!" Callum sulked as he dropped his head onto Aaron's chest, which was the only part of them touching, "do you remember what happened last time you 'helped'?" Aaron questioned the other as he knew fine well what happened. Last time Callum had accidentally set fire to a tea towel and had to call for the other, who clearly wasn't impressed with what had happened but laughed afterwards. "Ah, yeah about that" Callum muttered sheepishly before he lifted his head off the other, "alright I'll just sit here then" he frowned dramatically as he sat down on the sofa. Aaron muttered a quiet 'good' as he returned to the kitchen and too his cooking.
The smell of gingerbread soon filled the spacious apartment and a smile graced Callum's lips, he soon got back up and opened the door even further to see Aaron washing up. Sneaking up and wrapping his arms around the other's middle, Callum smiled as he jumped. "Jeeze, you'll give me a heart attack soon enough" Aaron exclaimed loudly but continued to wash up while Callum leaned onto him; "there done, now you can dry them" Aaron gestured to the dripping wet bowls but the other gave no reply but pulled the other into the living room. Callum threw himself onto the sofa, dragging Aaron with him but stumbling slightly.
"I can't sit here for too long my gingerbread men will burn!" Aaron complained but still leant against the other who leant back. The two closed their eyes, staying close together in the warmth of their apartment. Minutes later Aaron jumped up, disturbing Callum, and practically ran to the kitchen; quickly getting the gingerbread men out of the oven "oh fuck" he sighed. "What's wrong now?" Callum yelled through, laughing as the other cursed several times, "my gingerbread men are burnt and all merged together!" Aaron whined but a laugh followed. Callum appeared at the doorway smirking, "I don't think you should be allowed in the kitchen anymore" he said while grinning to himself.
"Hey! No, this is your fault" Aaron blamed the other in the doorway, "what, no of course this isn't my fault" Callum sarcastically responded. "Well they may still be edible" Aaron said hopefully, "well you can eat them but I'm not" Callum turned his nose up at the tray currently held in his boyfriends hands. Aaron let out a sigh, "you are going to pay for ruining my gingerbread men, you know" he said while he put the failed cooking in the bin then put the tray in the sink; "I think I'm alright with that" Callum whispered seductively as the other walked past him and sat down onto the sofa. Aaron blushed slightly before the other came to sit down next to him and huddled close, "that's not what I meant and you know it, I'm going to make you go out in the rain to buy me gingerbread men to make up for the ones you killed" Aaron finished by kissing the others cheek as they cuddled close in front of the TV.
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Christmas OTP challenge
FanfictionA Christmas OTP challenge with different pairings for the crew for all 25 days till Christmas!!!