making cookies!
☆ gn!reader x gn!partner
☆ fluff
☆ just making cookies~ (and lots of teasing)
☆ stoic/cold partner x bright and sly reader!!
it's been a while since you baked something, last you did so was before you got into a relationship. even though there's none the more reason to do so now but hunger and cravings, an idea sprung upon you - why not do it with your partner?
for someone like you, doing it alone was always your motto back then; the only difference now is you have someone who has your back. with that thought in mind, having an apprentice around does seem fun.
you contact them about your ideas through text. in response, they approve - great!! afterwards, you made a rundown upon the ingredients needed to make these batch of cookies which are:
· Butter · Eggs · Vanilla. · Baking soda. · Water · Salt · Flour · Chocolate chips
luckily, everything is in check except for chocolate chips - one of the most important ingredient too. even though the store is just near your area, you ask your partner to help out regardless (you lazy ass). you better treat them to something on your next visit together.
and so, the wait is on. everything is on your kitchen counter alongside utensils. the time you agreed with your partner is nearing by just a few ticks; and you are edging to burst your energy to them with ecstasy.
a notification pops up on your phone; it's your partner:
"On my way! home"
"On my way!"
"omw"
"ffs iphoee ne man"
yeah, thats your partner.
"also did u preheat the oven?"
...
it took you a minute to process that you forgot.
"totally"
you reply, then rush to the oven to be preheated by about 177 degrees celcius.
DONE, now to continu-
your partner, now behind you stares deeply into you
"you forgot didn't you?" they ask
"yeah..," you reply
you both stare for a moment
your partner then blows on your nose which lead to you flinching - causing your partner to break into a small giggle.
"you should've seen your face"
"i hate you" you reply.
all laughs aside, your partner walks to the kitchen counter to drop off the chocolate chips. alright - everything is here!
ingredients, utensils, preheated oven and most importantly - you and your partner!
looking through your phone, you follow the recipe you mainly use for making cookies.
step 1: mix up the butter and sugar.
you grab a large bowl and a mixer alongside the ingredients needed: butter, white sugar and brown sugar.
"wait, so who's gonna start first? what's the flow here?" you ask.
"wanna rock paper scissors for it?" they reply
with no hesitation, you both knew what to do. hands ready, and...
you did paper, while they did scissors - well, you know the rules. you put out a large groan whilst allowing yourself a pat in the back for attempt. them on the other hand: rubbing their victory all over your face.
okay, time to go back to the main focus:
BUTTER! - you hand over the butter and watch it enter the bowl. until out of the blue, you were caught off guard; your partner took a smudge of butter and smeared it across your cheek - that bastard! you brace yourself by sneaking one yourself until-
SUGAR! - white sugar and brown sugar on your hand: you watch as the two combine into the mixture. with that, you are just etching to taste from the bowl. they mix them together with a mixer and the once identifiable ingredients now turned into a yellowy mush unrecognisable to the idea. such a sad sentimental thought.
step 2: crack in a few eggs, along with vanilla then add them into the mixture.
EGGS! - 2 eggs are all you need; you pass them to your partner, and they mash the two into the bowl - mixing the whole together. thus, it forms the dough.
"right, i think that's that," you say
"and we're not forgetting anything?" they ask
confusion and cluelessness could be seen all over your expression. a sigh could be seen from your partner as they take the vanilla extract from just beside you
holding the vanilla infront of your face, they say, "you're my apprentice, pay attention, okay~?"
their "okay" was said in a more delicate and tenacious tone. your face turns red and you ought to fight back; you aren't losing just because you're the apprentice. but how exactly are you gonna strike?
VANILLA! - a teaspoon of vanilla is enough to make a change to everything;
"it looks like maple syrup mixed with cough syrup," you say
"that sounds deliciously bitter," they reply
"you're deliciously bitter" you counter
...
they hide their face on the counter top whilst face visibly pink - you smirk in pride knowing you won out of idiocy; but did it matter? its the thought that you won that counts.
seeing the chance: you take the mixer out of their hands and mix away the ingredients. joyous and happy you are, they knew they had to up their game.
step 3: dissolve some baking soda into hot water. then, add a pinch of salt and the dissolved baking soda into the dough.
seeing as you've taken the lead, it's your turn to uprise the process.
BAKING SODA! - your partner gives you the baking soda and as they reach in their hand to give you the baking soda, you take their hand and put them both together. very cool power move.
"ok," they thought. their head might be relaxed but their hand isnt. it's set in position, which you then at the same time take the opportunity to pour in the hot water yourself. as you mix, your partner stares at you intently.
"what was that for?" they ask
you put your tongue out
"pay attention more" :p
SALT! - "ok you do the honours this time, its just salt" you say
"why? salty much?" they say
"says you" you reply
they scoff and pinched the salt from the container. and so, off the salt goes.
"thank you~" you say in a sly tone
"sure, whatever," face all red, they snatch the bowl from you and mix away.
fair enough
step 4: stir in flour and chocolate chips
one last step before making the shape of the cookies, what could go wrong?
FLOUR! - you grab the flour and chocolate chips and place them on the counter top. your partner looks at you while preparing the measurements of the ingredient: which is just the flour. as its commonly known, you can adjust the amount of chocolate chips you want based off of your desires.
"you know, i prefer my cookies with less chocolate chips," your partner says
you on the other hand have the opposite opinion, you're an avid lover of sweet, milky things. never would you deny otherwise to things as such (unless you're lactose intolerant but they dont exist). they knew of your obsession, though just wanted to cause a little conflict in the scene.
"don't you dare," you cry out
CHOCOLATE CHIPS! - it's just the difference of choice the two of you had. with a whole bag of chocolate chips, you both brace for who gets to pick between the amounts.
no hesitation, you both reach out to the bag in a rush: you try to distract your partner by attempting on negotiation, but it ended up not working.
"Pleaseeeeee," you beg. "I just want my chips to taste with the utmost pleasure of chocolate's divine."
"Nope, got it fair and square and that means I win," they reply. "But hey, since you asked nicely, maybe we can negotiate"
hearing that made you rise from your sorrow of defeat, alongside it is the feeling of relief. now what's left is to hear the deal:
"how about instead of placing all the chocolate chips all at once, you decide on what amount you want based off of the shapes you make? that way, i get my fair share of equality and you get... whatever you want," they ask
"DEAL," you reply. "as long as i get my cookies, i'm satisfied." in a happy mood, you take the chocolate chips from their hands and separate your amount and their amount. leaving it as a 1 : 2 ratio. the 2 of the ratio will be put in the bowl while the other 1 will be individually placed by you.
now, everything's settled
step 5: shape the dough and put it in the oven.
the trays are now taken out. you pull out the baking sheet alongside baking spray and now to finally make the desired shapes. with the bowl and your partner by your side, you both work together and try to get what's what.
as you both work on the batches, you can't help but just take a small taste of what the cookie dough tasted like; until your partner stops you while giving you a warning about salmonella, as if that'd stop you.
skipping to when everything's done, you both put the trays into the oven and wait 10 to 15 minutes for the cookies to be baked. while waiting, you looked at your partner with a grand smile: congratulating the both of your partner and you for successfully making their first batch of cookies while in hopes of the future that you both could make more batches of cookie. your partner blushes in extent while saying out loud, "you are such a hassle to handle."
"i know," you reply while hiding a hidden laugh.
as the cookies finish rising and the alarm begins to ring, you and your partner open the oven door; exposed to the rich aroma that the cookies offer. you both wait for them to cool down before you place them all into a container, leaving room for a time someone needs a snack. afterwards, you and your partner happily munch over a few bits and pieces of warm, delicious cookies!
editor's note: if u guys couldn't tell, i got pretty bored near the end of it so no more random scenarios at that point. i wanted to try smth new yk, but idk if its working on not - by new, i mean like doing gender neutrality through this. this fic took me 3 DAYS because my mind was blank but hey at least its finished. anyways, if there's any mistakes, let me know :D and dont forget to share ur thoughts ^^