#gone rose

[qwoolz]

Toxic till the end is so good guys, rose has the best solos out of all bp members there’s absolutely nothing u can do to change my mind. hit after hit

[park-rosiess]

3am Muffins

Rose x Fem!reader

genre: fluff, drabble

Summary: Rose and her reluctant girlfriend make muffins at 3am. Fluff !! :))

The screen blurred it's way into your vision, your fingers flying across the keyboard, eyes squinting heavily at the screen. The room had nothing but a dim, eerie lamp hovering above your head, the rest of the house completely void of light, except for the moon and starlight spilling through the window. Your eyes weren't actually sleepy, they were fatigued. Tired of work.

"Y/n? You awake girl?" an angelic voice sounded from behind. Looking for the source, you saw Park Rosanne, your roommate and the love of your life, standing at the doorway, her petite form leaning against the frame, something white clad around her body.

"Is that an apron?" you questioned, answering her question, and she looked down at her chest. It indeed was an apron. Rose trotted into the room, filling it with her tinkling laughter, her long blonde hair swaying over her shoulders, and stopped beside your rolly chair, placing her hand on the headrest.

"We're going to make muffins!" she squealed in a burst, pumping her fists into the air and bouncing on the carpet.

"What? Now?" you were slightly alarmed, and glanced at at the time

"Rosie its 3AM..."

"Well... that's why it's fun. It's spontaneous, you know?" she explained, as though your refusal was a small milestone she could overcome, her hands finding your arms and dragging you up.

"YOU, are going to help me buy ingredients. Hurry up, we don't have time!" she dragged you out of your room, bustling around the kitchen counter. Rose threw you your keys and her credit card. "Just get 2 litres of milk, buy honey, and blueberries. Be back in 15, so we can make them, yknow, together." she pushed you down the living room out of the house, and left you there with a tiny wave and a "bye!"

You stood on your doorstep, dumbfounded and exasperated. It was the middle of the night??? You were planning to scroll through your twitter for at least an hour after working (all due to your messed up sleep schedule), but your plans were of course interrupted by a certain jumpy girlfriend. Sighing in resignation to your defeat, you reluctantly went over to a nearby Target, and bought whatever you needed, including an extra tub of icecream for later, before trudging back home. The door was unlocked, and you pushed it open with slight creak, to see rose staring intently at her phone, sitting on the counter with her legs crossed. "Hey. I'm back." you held up the cloth bags full of muffin making stuff, and her head snapped up, a grin forming on her face. You put them down next to the assortment of random flavours and ingredients on the dinner table. There was a tray full of large circular dents, to fill in with batter, and a huge packet of flour, lying on top of a bundle of numerous coloured sprinkles. The microwave had been brought out, and it sat next to the sink, which was laden with large mixing bowls and wisks.

"I'm just researching how to bake muffins, just so that we get it right. I think I've found a good enough recipe though, look at this." she stretched out her hand to show you the page on the internet. It seemed pretty simple (you thought initially), and you were pretty sure you could pull it off together.

"Okay, let's get started!" she clapped her hands in readiness, and you nodded in agreement, rushing over to start taking measurements.

 

It was a tedious process. You first had to measure the flour, and while you were pouring it slowly into the bowl, a large amount of fluffy white flour suddenly gushed out, forming clouds in the air. You coughed, backing away and rose laughed evilly.

"Wear an apron, silly" she unknotted her apron strings and threw it over you, landing on your head and covering your vision. It smelt like her comforting vanilla perfume, and you pulled it over your head.

 You concentrated on mixing the dry ingredients together first, while Rose buttered the pan and swirled the milk. You glanced over at what she was doing.

"Uh, Rosie"

"Hmm?" she hummed to herself unbotheredly.

"Why are you buttering a wet pan?"

"So it's more clean??"

"Yeah but that's...Butter and water." you said pointedly, and Rosie gasped with a small 'oh'.

Shaking your head, you turned back to your own bowl, while Rose hurried around the counter to find a towel. Smh.

"I'm done!" You said after a while, flinging the wisk into the batter, leaning against the chair and cracking your knuckles. You turned your head, finding out that she had disappeared. She was supposed to be done mixing the eggs, milk, honey and other liquidy ingredients by now.

"Coming!" Rose yelled. She ambled over with a heavy bowl of thick chocolate material in her arms, nearly tripping over air as she banged it down in a huff. "Now's the most exciting part. You add the powdery stuff to the liquidy stuff."

Rose didn't even hesitate to wait for you, and she lunged for the bowl. Hell no, you had been waiting to do this the whole evening. Weirdly, mixing the different consistencies was SO satisfying and therapeutic, the pure white powder being engulfed by the dark chocolate ebony as they dance together in the pot before dissolving is like desert to your eyes. ESPECIALLY if you were the one doing it.

"NO!" you pulled it up away from her snatching hands, holding it to your chest as though it was dear life. Rose gave you a scandalous look, and placed her hands on her hips, a determined expression set on her face.

"It was my idea to make muffins, I should be doing the fun part!" she whined with a hint of defiance, trying to pry it out of your arms.

"I was the one who was forced out of bed, I should at least enjoy myself."

You shook your head wildly, hair flipping around, backing away from her with hysterical laughter and a huge smile plastered on you face. It was so funny seeing her get teased like this, she got so testy and flustered that it was adorable.

"Give it back Y/n." she tried to sound mad, but she let out a soft laugh every now and then, while walking towards you. She was like a  tiger preying on a reindeer, except that she was a baby tiger who couldn't keep a straight face.

"Make me." you challenged, eyebrow rising and smirking at her surprised face, where she brought a hand to her o shaped mouth and giggled.

"Alright, I'll make you."

Rose jumps onto you, her thighs circling your waist and her arms wrapped around your neck so she doesn't fall off. You screamed, not expecting this sudden act of violence from her, and swayed dangerously, almost loosing your footing as you crashed into the counter. The bowl of batter spun on the counter so much so that you thought it would be dizzy, and chocolate creaminess splattered out, marking both of your clothes, face and body. Rose guffawed from her piggyback position, holding on to you tighter than ever. You set yourself down on the counter, Rose rolled off your shoulders to lie down beside you.

"So now can I mix it?"

she asked cheekily.

"Is there anything left to mix?"

You both studied the mess in front of you, from the table smeared with batter, to the almost empty bowl lying on its side. You peered into it.

"There's really little batter left. We could probably make like..2 muffins with these."

Roses chocolate brown eyes softened and her cheeks flushed.

"That means its for us! That we're meant to be! So this is a good thing. Love you. Don't hate me for ruining this morning." guilt dripped from her voice, and she looked hopefully at you.

Of course you weren't mad at her. You didn't like the taste of muffins anyway, you only agreed because she was looking forward to it so much that you couldn't let her down. You loved this entire morning spent with her, from her clumsiness while handling anything, to her mom jokes she made in between, and just being around her beautiful, loving self.

"No, it doesn't mean that. The whole thing was actually kind of funny." you shrugged, and put your hands on HER shoulders this time, shaking her. "Go take a bath you're chocolaty.' you playfully wiped a chocolate splatter off her cheek and brought your thumb to your lips, swirling your tongue around it and tasting the goodness.

"Tbh it's not that bad." you marveled at how it actually tasted good.

"That's because it's been garnished by my cheeks." Rose brought her hands to her lips and threw an Italian kiss at you playfully.

"Okay girlfriend, I'll go and wash up now, you make me the muffins like a good wifey." she swayed out of the kitchen, gathering her towels and face wash. "I'm not your wife yet." you said tentatively, finding her nickname and joke a bit awkward. "Someday you will be!" she sang from the shower, and you could hear the smugness in her voice before the sound of the running shower drowned her voice, and you turned back to the muffins, a blush creeping along your cheeks.

Soon, Rose finished her shower, and she walked out of the steam filled room with her hair clinging to her shoulders, wearing her bedtime shorts and a hoodie she had stolen from you. The sweet aroma of the pastries wafted throughout the room like a sea breeze fluttering between boats, and smelt intoxicating, filling up her nostrills.

"THAT LOOKS SO GOOD." she leaped over the couch and bounced on the seat next to you, causing you to shake as well.

"Just in time for the sunrise too." you nodded at the yellow sun rising over the horizon outside you window, and got up to push open the glass to allow the fresh morning air to ventilate the room. Rose peeled off the cover and bit into the muffin, before offering you a bite. It tasted mostly like chocolate, but the bananas on top added to the mushy feeling, and the blueberries gave it a slightly sour touch. You would 100% make it another day.

As you both silently munched on the muffins, Rose bringing it to your mouth every few seconds to feed you, you leaned your head on her shoulder, thinking the mission had finally been accomplished. Your eyes drooped and you found yourself bringing your arm around hers and pulling yourself closer to her body, wanting nothing more than to be wrapped under the covers with her. You lost consciousness quickly. Rose nudged your mouth with the muffin. "Y/n?" she called, to no response. Peering over, she noticed you had fallen asleep on her shoulder. Cute. She tried reaching for another muffin, but your head slid down her shoulder slightly. No way she was going to move while you were peacefully sleeping on her shoulder, she thought, and placed a peck on your temple, before burrying her face in your hair and closing her eyes too. Some might call you roommates, she would rather refer to it as lesbians in love.

[synkwinds]

Gone it's a very sad and relaxing song at the same time. 🥀

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[dallahae]

-R-osé;;

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