How about headcanons about them trying to make a birthday cake for one of Fabrizio’s kids?
I’m so in love with this idea, I can’t even…
- it’s Anita’s birthday soon and Ermal wants to make it the best birthday ever, because that’s just what he does, taking care of the people he holds dear, making sure they feel loved and protected
- soooo he wants to make her birthday cake and because she is obsessed with unicorns, of course the cake has to be a unicorn as well
- thing is though, Ermal can’t bake for shit, also he is way too busy to make it from scratch, so he buys one of those ready made cake mixes
- he didn’t know that you could fuck those up, but apparently it is indeed possible
- when he takes the dark brown mess out of the oven, he panics, his heart beating too fast, sweat running down his neck, his dark shirt scattered with white flour stains
- a nervous glance at the clock tells him he “only” has twelve hours to go
- he desperately grabs for his phone, pressing the speed dial 2 with trembling fingers and then there is suddenly Bizio’s deep voice in his ear
- but it doesn’t calm him down as usual, on the contrary, he gets even more nervous, he feels like such a failure
- Fabri of course notices this and tricks him into saying what is wrong
- it takes him complete 5 minutes to stop laughing and tell Ermal to get his stupid ass over there
- when Ermal arrives, Fabri already prepared the batter and Ermal is very close to having a temper tantrum, because damn it, he wanted to do something for “his” little girl
- Fabri just smiles and kisses his pouting lips, until Ermal can’t help but smile as well, his hands starting to wander towards Fabri’s backside, Fabri’s fingers tangled in his hair
- which is when Fabri presses the mixer into his hand and tells him to get back to work
- Ermal complains at first, but secretly he’s happy that he’s allowed to do something for Anita
- He starts humming while making the cream, Fabri observing him with a soft smile on his face
- when he’s finished, he dips his finger into the sweet cream and holds it up for Fabri to taste, Fabri looks him straight in the eyes while going for his finger, his teeth softly gracing the sensitive skin, a small moan leaving Ermal’s lips, he can’t take his eyes off of Fabri’s mouth
- “Urgh” A loud noise from the kitchen entrance makes them turn around, Libero standing there with a disgusted expression on his face “I’m so not going to eat that cake tomorrow.”
- He turns around and Fabri can’t stop giggling, his body shaking against Ermal’s
- “And I want a store bought cake for my birthday this year.”