Plot: You help Eliot do some holiday baking, but you can't help but grow tired of Pumpkin Spice everything.
Pairing: Eliot Spencer x Gn!Reader (Y/n used once)
Warnings: None
Words: 738; I promise not everything is going to be a drabble! lol
A/N: I don't actually have anything against Pumpkin Spice (its not my fave flavor), but, it is ridiculous how much it takes over in the fall lol.
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The smell in the kitchen was an almost overwhelming aroma of pumpkin, cinnamon and nutmeg. The counter was littered with a variety of muffins, strudels, cookies, cupcakes, breads and cakes, all to be taken down to the bar to be sold.
When Eliot had asked you to help him, you were perfectly happy too, finding the domestic bliss of baking and cooking together to be a main comfort of yours. But now, as you took out another tray of pumpkin spiced desserts, you almost grimaced.
"Is there a reason everything you made is pumpkin spice? I haven't seen a single other flavor yet."
Eliot smiled and shook his head "Every person that's wanted to buy a dessert asks for Pumpkin Spice, so that's what they are getting."
"What about the other fall flavors?"
"Like?"
"Apple? Caramel? Cranberry? Pomegranate? Actual pumpkin. It's not just pumpkin spice season. I'm tired of pumpkin spice everywhere I turn. All I see is pumpkin spice this, pumpkin spice that. You know yesterday, I saw pumpkin spiced Spam. SPAM, Elliot."
Elliot chuckled to himself as you ranted, watching you with an amused and adoring smile.
"I'll be glad to never eat or see anything Pumpkin Spice ever again."
"Yeah well I'm with you on that, I'd be happy to never bake any again."
Hearing your name called by Sophie, you took off your apron "If Sophie offers me another Pumpkin Spice latte I might riot."
Eliot snickered as he handed you a tray of muffins for you to take with you.
Kissing you on the cheek he smiled "Deep breaths."
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Smiling to yourself as Hardison and Parker bickered about something, you saw Eliot come from the kitchen.
Seeing a tray of left-over desserts from earlier, you felt your stomach twist. Catching Elliot's eyes, he smiled knowingly at you as he set the mix of cupcakes, cookies and strudels down.
As Parker went in for the tray, Eliot quickly grabbed something from the tray, before she could grab it.
Grabbing a small plate, Eliot set the desert on it before setting it down in front of you. Your eyes landed on the strudel, and you could immediately tell it was not like the others.
Eliot sat in the chair beside you, his hand slipping around your waist. You turned the plate lightly as you looked over the strudel one more time. Looking over at him he smiled softly.
"Apple?" You asked, and he nodded.
You smiled as a warm feeling grew in your chest. Eliot pressed a quick kiss to your temple "Made just for you"
"Why does Y/n get an apple one?" Parker mumbled, mouth full of pastry.
"Because." Eliot answered simply.
Parker glared softly at him before snatching up another cookie and returning to her conversation with Hardison.
Turning over towards Eliot you spoke softly "But why do I?"
He smiled softly at you "Because I wanted you to have something to enjoy too."
You smiled and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. "Did you really only make one though?" You asked with a sense of uncertainty, he never just made one small portion of anything.
He shook his head lightly as he leaned in, whispering "I hid the others so Parker wont find them."
You smiled in amusement as you glanced over at Parker, who had luckily not heard you.
"Good idea." You said softly with a short laugh.
Grabbing a knife, you cut the strudel in half. Handing him one half, he smiled as he took it. Gently tapping the strudel's with each other in cheers, you bit into the strudel. The warm apple and cinnamon flavor coated your mouth.
Leaning into his shoulder, he held you close, as you enjoyed your specially made dessert. Looking back over at the others, you listened to them discuss whether or not you should turn the pub into a haunted house for Halloween.
Eliot leaned in a bit as he whispered "We need to make more pumpkin spice desserts tomorrow."
"Nooo" You groaned as you laid your head against him, making him chuckle. You let out a soft sigh. "I'll help, but only if you make me something else non-pumpkin related."
"Cinnamon rolls?"
You frowned lightly and shook your head.
"Apple muffins?"
"Hmmm, no."
Eliot smiled, "Cobbler?"
You thought for a moment before you nodded, glancing over at him. "Yeah. Cobbler"
He pressed a soft kiss to your cheek "Alright, it's a deal."
xx End xx
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