Turns out cupcake are a little too difficult for Maxxie to make. I was just about managing, having only broken one egg just by touching it. Which is a record for me, believe me. Maxxie was just... Well, I’m not sure what he was doing but whatever it was, he shouldn’t have been doing it.
"How are you so bad at this?" I laughed and he pulled a horrified face.
"I should be kept out of the kitchen"
"Don't think you're getting out of it that easy. Get mixing"
"Damn" he laughed slightly and started mixing in the flour. He wasn’t exactly doing it right but it’d do.
I flicked a bit of cake mix out of my bowl at him and acted like nothing had happened when he looked round. He did exactly the same thing and I sort of glared at him out of the corner of my eye. I flicked some more at him and he flashed me a sort of challenging scowl.
"Bring it, bitch" he flicked some more cake mix at me and ran into the other room.
I grabbed my bowl and raced after him, putting on my best war face. He grinned and flicked some more at me. Oh you are dead, big man. I dashed up to him and slapped his forehead with my spoon. His jaw dropped in shock but he recovered pretty quick, wiping the spoon across my face.
I wiped it off. "You are so gonna die”
"You love me"
I wiped a load of the mix on his face and he flashed me a horrified look before wiping more on me. I put my bowl down and jumped on his back. I knew there was a reason I liked being short. Maxxie, unprepared for my assault, fell over. He then looked at the mess he made by dropping his bowl and announced that "I'm not cleaning that up"
I giggled. "You dropped it"
"You jumped on me"
I sort of pouted at that. "I'm titchy, you should be able to balance with me on your back"
"You took me by surprise" he whined and I giggled.
"Poor baby" I giggled.
Maxxie rolled over underneath me and leant up, kissing me. I kissed back and wiped some cake mix on his nose. He pouted and wiped his face, smearing the mix on me instead.
"Eww" I laughed and he giggled.
"You started it" he grinned and I kept pouting. "Love you" he smooched me and I kissed back, chuckling.
"There's still cake mix on my face, you know"
He wiped it off my face and I giggled. He kissed me again.
"I meant it when I said I'm not cleaning that up" he grinned, "it's your apartment now"
"That must make you a hobo then"
He gave me the puppy dog eyes. "Will you let me stay?"
I pretended to consider it. "Yes. As long as you clean that up"
"Your place, you clean. I'll sleep on the street" he pouted and I grinned.
"Try not to get stabbed"
He huffed and I giggled.
"You love me really"
He pretended to sniffle. What a drama queen... I can’t complain, he’s my drama queen. "I'll just go find my stab proof vest and I'll be gone*
"Shut the door on your way out"
He glared at me and I flashed him an innocent smile.
"Can I stay if I do good in bed again?" he asked with this adorable look of hope on his face.
"Sure. As long as you clean that up first"
He glared at me again.
"Well, since this is my place now I guess my rules apply" I giggled.
"I'm gonna take that back in a minute" he pouted.
"Yeah but you're just a hobo" I pecked him on the lips.
" Your hobo" he kissed back and I hummed.
He hugged me and I hugged back. He kissed my shoulder and shut his eyes as I started playing with his hair. A smile crept onto his face and I glanced at my bowl of cake mix.
"Y'know, I think I've got enough cake mix left for a few cupcakes"
He hummed. "Well, you can go do them, and I guess i'll clean up"
"Good" I kissed his cheek but neither of us attempted to move.
I dipped my finger in the cake mix mess on the floor and drew a smiley face on Maxxie’s cheek with it. He chuckled as I drew and I couldn’t help but smile a little.
"Get cleaning, Cinderella"
"I'll make it up to you"
I giggled. "I won't be so mean when I use up my special treatment day"
"Who said I minded you being mean?" he said, smiling slightly.
I laughed. "Alright then, what's a fair reward for cleaning up your own mess?"
He pretended to think about it. "You fucking me later on?"
I blushed a tiny bit at that. I was still convinced I was terrible.
"Actually, any sex is good" he shrugged and pecked me on the lips, "'s'up to you, Bunny"
I kissed him slowly, savouring the moment and humming as he kissed back equally as slowly. I couldn’t have been happier. Maxxie kissed my neck and I titled my head, humming again as he kissed my neck some more. Apparently I could have been happier.
"I dun wanna clean up" he mumbled against my skin.
"Whining won't help you"
He sighed and shifted out from underneath me to go and get on with cleaning up his mess. I picked my bowl back up and looked at what little mix was left in it. There was probably about enough left for three cupcakes but I played it safe and only made two. Me and my bowl of cake mix got comfy on the couch and watched Maxxie cleaning.
"You missed a spot" I said, licking some of the mix off the spoon.
"Still haven't got it"
He scrubbed it and I giggled, figuring I might as well have some fun.
"You missed another spot"
He scrubbed that as well and I wiped a splodge of mix onto my cheek.
"There's, uh, there's one over here as well"
He shuffled over and licked it off. I giggled again. That kinda tickled.
"Anything else I missed?"
"I think that's it for now"
He flopped on the couch next to me and I ate some more of the cake mix out of the bowl. My bowl. Maxxie stole some and I let him. Til he ate a load more.
"Leave some for me" I laughed.
He leant away from me, huggling the bowl protectively, and stole even more and I pulled a fake upset face. Bastard just kissed me. Sure, I kissed back but that’s not important. He smiled and I smiled back, putting an arm round him. He huggled me and I sighed contentedly. He shifted a little to get comfy and I started playing with his hair a little bit. He hummed and I kissed his temple. He rested his head on my shoulder. I rested my head on top of his and he cuddled me some more. I hummed.
"How did those cup cakes turn out?"