baking 🍪

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y/n's p.o.v.   

Tom was stood in the kitchen staring at the ingredients list, and attempting to figure out where all the ingredients actually were.

"You seem confused," I said skipping into the kitchen.

"Yep, where is the baking soda?" He asked searching through cabinets.

I laughed and made my way over to another cupboard. I opened up the short door and swiftly pulled out the small container of baking soda.

Tom tilted his head as if he was impressed that I could find it.

"Hm, I swear I checked there." He assured. I smiled at his reply and put the container on the counter.

"Okay, what else do we need?" I questioned.

"Just the chocolate chips!" Tom said after making his was over to the pantry.

Before we started I called out to our Google Home, and said "Hey Google, play (insert your favourite winter/Christmas song)!"

He pulled the long door open and searched for our chocolate chips. Once he found them, Tom smiled and pulled them out.

We took our time to read through the ingredients and put everything in order.

"Shall we start?" Tom asked, with his English side jumping through.

"We shall!" I smirked. He gave me a quick kiss in the forehead and I felt the corners of my mouth raise.

I grabbed a whisk and the measuring cups and started with the flour.

Tom gently mixed the ingredients as I poured them in.

He got tired of trying to mix it over and over again, so he went and grabbed our mechanical mixer.

"Okay so, I think we just press-" Tom began

"Wait that's the highest level!" I exclaimed, but I was too late...

Flour flew across our counter tops, onto our clothes, and definitely in our faces!

"Oh!" My boyfriend yelled out as he was tipping things over while we frantically attempted to turn it off.

Clouds if flour started to fade as we managed to unplug the mixer.

Tom and I looked eachother up and down.

He had a very shocked face, that was covered in white powder, and his shirt was also changing into a pale colour.

I'm sure there was tons of flour in my hair and on my face. We both couldn't help but laugh at the situation!

Toms laugh was extremely contagious. He would lean back and clap his hands together as he was absolutely losing it.

"Y-Your face!" He laughed out.

I looked in my reflection and and as I predicted, my face was covered in flour.

"But look at you!" I giggled while putting my index finger onto his nose and pulling off some of the flour.

"And your shirt!" I laughed even more.

"Oh, my shirt? Now look at yours!" He declared before pulling me into a tight hug.

He picked me up from beneath my thighs and snickered as he looked at the flour that has now transferred from his shirt to mine.

Our foreheads touched as we laughed together. Our eyes were met while the holiday music played in the background.

I felt like I was in a movie. Tom always found ways to make me smile and prove to me that he is the best man I have ever met.

He leaned back and asked, "so remind me, who's shirt is messy?" He snickered.

"Hm, still yours!" I winked.

Tom spun me around while still carrying me. He swayed to the music, and I closed my eyes embracing our moment.

"I'm so glad you weren't busy today," I smiled.

"Me too, love." He responded.  I jumped off from his grip and still had my arms swung around the back on his neck.

We kissed briefly, but still intimately.

The both of us sauntered back into our ness of a kitchen. I giggled and turned towards him.

"So, I think, you're cleaning this one up." I smirked.

"Very funny, Y/N," he answered with his muscular arms crossed.

"You are helping me, because I think we both know, I would make more of a mess!" Tom said emphasizing the word "I".

I sighed happily, "Alright, fine" I said jokingly pulling out the word fine.

"Yes!" He said gesturing his arm inwards as if he just won something.

I felt an even bigger smile on my face and leaned myself up against him.

"How did I get so lucky" I thought to myself.











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hey yall this one is a little shorter, but I hope you thought it was at least a little cute! pretty proud of this one and im super glad i got to post some more.

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