Bake Me Some Hearts
Warnings: Established relationship, suggestive (Zayne), lots of fluff.
Synopsis: When you're in the process of baking something for them.
Characters: Zayne, Xavier, Rafayel
A/N: My search history now consists of 'which food explodes' 'can bread explode' 'how to bake' 'how do whiny cats behave'
Zayne:
You were making cookies or at least, trying your best to. Turning up the heat of the oven you waited, humming a song and happily dancing around the kitchen. Zayne had come back from work earlier, tired and exhausted, demanding your presence in the bedroom. He then proceeded to adorably fall asleep on your chest.
You had stroked his hair, rubbed his back and kissed him until you felt sure his nightmares wouldn't bother him, then got up to make cookies for him in an attempt to make him feel better. The 'ting' of the oven alerts you. Taking out the baked, cat-shaped cookies you start piping frosting on them. It wasn't until you started on the second batch that you felt two strong arms snaking around your waist. You giggle as your back comes flush with a solid chest.
"Hello my dearest snowman. Did you sleep well? " You ask. He rests his chin on top of your head before answering.
"I suppose. What are you up to now?" He asks, languidly, voice and octave lower and distinctly sleepy.
"I'm making sure the snowman is well fed."
"Mm. Come back to bed with me." He demands, nuzzling his nose to your neck.
"I'm almost done love, almost." You say, turning slightly and cupping his cheek. He places a kiss on your palm, closing his eyes. Adoration fills your heart looking at the beautiful man towering behind you. You smile, putting a bit of frosting on his lips.
"Just a moment."
Turning back towards the cookies, you started flourishing them with toppings and decorations till you were satisfied. Zayne licked off the frosting on his lips mumbling about it tasting good. Skeptically, you took a bite out of a nearby cookie. Satisfied you turned around to let Zayne take a bite out of it too.
"These are the only cats that won't run away from you."
"Well aren't you playful today?"
He leaned down to capture your lips, licking, sucking and tasting the inside of your mouth till your cheeks turned the darling shade of pink he loved.
"I would say they came out quite well." He comments whilst wiping off a bit of frosting from the corner of your mouth and licking it, never breaking eye contact.
Suffice to say you were fiercely red, dizzy and out of breath when Zayne lifted you up and put you down on the kitchen counter, kissing you silly. The both of you had only a half eaten tray of cookies to keep you company as the night got darker and the moans louder.
Xavier:
"Xavier stop that!" You exclaim, laughing as he tried his level best to bake a singular piece of bread. The one he had tried to make earlier had exploded, dramatically. He just added too much yeast.
"I don't understand...what did I do wrong?"
You just proceed to laugh harder, grabbing the corner of the kitchen table in an attempt to stabilize yourself.
"Your skill in exploding things seems to be getting better everyday." You had tears in your eyes, which you wiped, trying to control your laughter.
"At least one of us is having fun."
"Wait...hehehe, you have to make sure you don't add too much yeast."
You walk in front of Xavier, taking the mixing bowl away from him and adding a good amount of ingredients.
"Didn't I do exactly that?"
"No you dumped the whole packet in." He grabs a remnant of the bread that had exploded and puts it in his mouth.
"It's got a coarse texture but it tastes fine..?"
"Oh my god Xavier don't eat that! Haha!"
You proceed to knead the dough you made for a solid ten minutes, then add butter, knead it again until your hands are tired.
"Now we need to wrap it for a while, then let it rise for a while which might take about...2 hours. Can the sunshine boy's stomach wait that long?"
"Should we just give up on making bread? You have a ton of snacks in those cabinets." He says looking down at you with those beautiful blue eyes of his. You can't help but grab his face, pull him down and kiss his nose.
"Aww baby. Why don't you go get something for yourself and I'll make us some croissants in the meantime?"
"But I want to help as well..."
"Hmm, you can help by getting yourself the packet of frozen mixed berries from the fridge and eating them plus feeding them to me. I can tell you're hungry."
Xavier giggles softly, in that raspy, permanently sleepy voice of his. "You know me so well."
If there was anyone who knew exactly how touchy Xavier was, it was you. He never stopped touching you, grabbing your waist, kissing your neck and shoulders, pecking your lips and then running away. The golden sunrays infiltrated the room, as if drawn to Xavier. It highlighted your features and the both of you laughed at each other's shenanigans. Baking with Xavier was a bit too wholesome.
Rafayel:
"Hello Linkoln Police? This is your neighborhood famous artist, Rafayel. Yes...yes, I'm calling to complain about something."
You listen to your dearest, needy Rafayel whine on the remote-turned-phone as he sits on the couch in the living room that is adjacent to the kitchen. All you can do as you bake pastries is try your level best to suppress the smile threatening to split across your face.
"Hmm, the woman who stole my heart has been ignoring me the entire day! Callously might I add! I am so close to being admitted in the hospital for the disease-you-get-when-you-have-no-heart-syndrome!"
You burst out laughing.
"Hear that officer? That's her laughing! Menacingly! She has no sympathy for this poor, amazing artist!"
You walk up to Rafayel who was sat on the couch with a prominent pout on his face. He was definitely sulking.
"Really Rafayel?" You ask, still smiling. You sit down beside him, wiping your hands on a clean towel before touching his face.
"No..." He turns away. "I'm mad at you." (Sorry this reminded me of that lil cat picture with the caption 'no talk me i angy' I had to say it.)
"Babe I was just making pastries for us to enjoy later tonight."
"I know and I have successfully lured you away from the ferocious pastries with my charm." He says before tackling you onto the couch with him. You lie below him smiling and giggling at his antics. You look up through smiling eyes to see a grin on Rafayel's face.
"I missed you...I really did not want to go on that overseas trip..." He says and buries his face in the crook of your neck. You bring your hands onto his hair and start running your fingers through it.
"I know love, I know. But you're back now."
"Yeah and you're ignoring me..." He says, softly kissing the side of your face.
"I did not haha..." You turn your face to meet his lips in a gentle kiss.
"Well, would you like to help me out then? I'm only left with the decoration part."
"Only if I get to keep my arms around you the entire time."
You laugh again before kissing his forehead.
"Don't assume you were the only one who was suffering. I missed you too."
Rafayel smiles.
ANTHOLOGY LIST
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I really like the bit of storytelling/RP Bad is doing with is Minecraft skin.
Because we know he's not doing well. We know it because at the beginning and the end of each stream, he's letting himself be sad, distress and angry.
But the other islanders don't know that! Q!Bad is trying is best to not show how deep he's gone into depression. He still plays with others, laugh, resolve mystery like nothing is different. From an outside perspective, there's not a lot in Bad behaviour that could indicate that he's not fine. You can tell that he's missing the eggs a little, but that's it.
But the others know that something is wrong. They know because bad is grey. It's a physical reminder that something is deeply wrong with him. But they don't know what to do about it. They know it's related to the eggs not being there, but they don't know how to help Bad. He's in denial, not wanting anybody to know how much he's hurt. He refuse to let anyone too close, he's distancing himself from everybody so he could drown himself in anger and act his soul vulture scheme.
But his friends know something isn't right. So they make sure he's not left alone for too long. They make promise to have the eggs back and have him happy and colourful again. Because they care and because it hurt to see their friend in such state, even if he's hiding it well.
And I'm so normal about it.
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