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Jaden's pov... Stirring the batter in the bowl, it somehow flicks up on to my face making me freak out. I almost send the bowl crashing to the ground but manage to snatch it before it tumbles to its doom.
I groan in frustration, how does Bryce make baking look so easy? I look around the now messy kitchen, snatching a cloth to wipe the batter off my face before turning towards the bowl again. I wanted to surprise Bryce with my 'amazing' baking skills, but it's not going to well, how am I already failing at making a cake!?
I pour the batter into a cake pan, spinning around placing it in the oven and turning it on. I sigh in frustration from the mess I made, knowing I'll have to clean it up now. I walk over to the counter starting to collect all the dishes, slipping them into the warm soapy water and scrubbing.
The kitchens finally all clean, I smile because Bryce can't get mad at me for making the kitchen messy again. I move towards the oven checking the cake, still about ten more minutes I think. Walking over to the couch I sit down turning a show on.
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"Jaden! Wake up!" I hear an angry voice shout, I spring up taking in my surroundings before settling my eyes on an angry Bryce. I gulp in fear stuttering out a little, "Yes?"
"You left a cake in the oven and it somehow got all over the oven!" He glares looking down at me, "You could have started a fire, you could have been hurt." His eyes soften when he says that.
I feel my eyes fill with tears, knowing that I made Bryce disappointed and angry.
"I-I'am so-rry! I fell asleep and I forgot about the cake, I'am sorry!" I'am full on sobbing now looking down at my hands.
I feel a tight embrace I cling back sobbing into Bryce's shoulder,
"It's ok, I'am sorry I was just angry because you could have been hurt." Bryce whispers into my ear kissing my cheek and pulling away. He brings his hand up wiping the tears away and kissing my lips softly.
"Why were you making a cake anyway?" Bryce questions looking at me. I start turning red in the face before answering,
"W-well, I wanted to su-rprise you with a cake when you got home" I hiccup through the sentence, "nothing special happened I just wanted to do it."
Bryce grins kissing my lips again saying, "well how bout I help you make a new cake?"
I think about it, shrugging my shoulders replying with, "I don't see why not, but I'am making the cake you can wait for the cake to bake!" I get up running to the kitchen Bryce right on my heels.
I feel like I am floating for a second, being lifted by the waist onto the counter.
"But that's the lame part" Bryce whines, making his way in between my legs with his body.
"Well to bad because that's the part I suck at." I reply sticking my tongue out, I feel confident being taller then him from being on the counter. He brings his hands to hold my waist, lifting me off the counter and lightly pushing me back into it.
"Well I guess you're right," he leans closer to my face, moving over to my ear whispering, "But I get to lick the spoon."
I push him away, scoffing at what he did.
"Fine you can also do the dishes." I state, lifting his hands off me and walking towards the dried bowls that I already washed today.
getting all the ingredients out again I set them on the counter,
"okay, are you ready to see how a real baker does it?" Bryce says making me scoff.
"Ya okay, whatever you say." I take my phone out going into Spotify hitting shuffle on my playlist, "So it's not as boring" I grin up at him.
"Are you saying that I am boring?"
"Maybe" I laugh at his shocked face starting to dance to the music.
We continue this for a bit making small talk and putting all the ingredients in the bowl. Pouring the wet and dry substance into the bowl, flour gets on Bryce's hand, he looks up at me with a devilish smirk. I start backing up because I know he's going to do something that I won't like.
"Where are you escaping too?" His grin just gets wider after he speaks, staking toward me like I am his food.
"No where." My sentence comes out a bit more shaky then it needed to be making me curse myself.
It was in one swift movement, flour falling onto the ground from my face and shoulders. I let out a scream while Bryce is dying laughing crouching to the floor holding his stomach. I wipe the flour from my eyes, shaking my hands so it falls to the floor, I sprint to the counter grabbing the bag of flour and yanking some from the bag into my hand.
A look of realisation sets into Bryce's face when he gets off the floor. I just smirk flinging the flour towards his face, it landing with a satisfying thud. Now it's my turn to laugh, he can't even do anything because I still have the flour.
"You're going to regret that" Bryce says in a serious tone, sprinting after me when I started running. It didn't take long for him to catch me pinning me against the nearest wall.
"Well look how the tables have turned." Bryce just smirks down at me, tightening his hands slightly to get me to stop wiggling. he has my arms pined to both sides of my face, leaning closer.
"You started it." I say, sounding like a little kid complaining.
"You finished it." He shoots back, I give him a confused look, giggling I peck his nose pulling away again.
"We should finish the cake." I suggest.
Nodding he lets go of my arms, picking the flour bag off the floor.
"You're cleaning that up." He says, making his way back into the kitchen, "I'll put the cake in the oven."
I sigh walking over to get the broom, picking it up and making my way back over to the pile of flour.
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The kitchen took longer to clean up then last time, from the big mess of the flour and us goofing off.
Bryce pulls me into a hug, I rest my head on his shoulder while we wait for the cake to cool down. The cake didn't burn like last time and we did a pretty good job if I am telling the truth.
I take the last bite of my slice of cake, grabbing both our dishes putting them into the sink.
"Thank you." I say, walking over to Bryce slipping into his arms.
"For what?" He whispers in my ear, slinking his arms around my waist letting me rest my head on his shoulder.
"Everything." I pull back enough to kiss him on the lips. both of our lips moving in sync passionately, starting to lose air I break the kiss, smiling like an idiot. I rest our foreheads together giggling softly.
"how bout we go take that nap you were having earlier?" He suggests, I nod grabbing his hand, leading him to our bedroom.
Laying down on the soft mattress Bryce pulls me into his side, wrapping a protective arm around my waist and snuggling his head into my neck. I giggle at his behavior resting my hands on his,
"Goodnight." I whisper hearing his breathing slow signalling he's asleep, all I get in return is his arms tightening around my waist.
