Amberpricefield + pillow fort and rainbow cookies and fluff (this isn't self indulgent what're you talking about)
Chloe had a knack for cooking, they figured they got it from Joyce, or perhaps all those morning of watching their dad make pancakes. Whatever the case, they we very much prepared for the movie night they had planned for their two favorite people.
“What’s better than rainbow cookies for the gayest date ever?” They chuckle to themself, laying the different colored dough down in strips before rolling it out to make a nice pattern.
They had organized the movie night, knowing their girlfriends had had a stressful week, hoping the closeness would help them relax. They were putting the first batch of cookies into the oven when the door opens, the soft sound of Rachel’s humming floating through the quiet room.
“Something smells good,” The blonde smiles as she walks into the kitchen, leaning over the crock pot on the counter. “And you’re baking, looks like Max and I are getting spoiled tonight.”
Chloe smiles at that, leaning across the counter to press a kiss to Rachel’s lips. “I always spoil you,” they chuckle, pushing away from the counter to cut out some more cookies.
“Perhaps,” Rachel hums, making her way over to Chloe, taking the cookie cutter from their hands. “Let me help.”
Chloe raises a brow at their girlfriend before they shrug, scooting out of they way so they can get another tray ready. “You’re not allowed to put them in the oven, somehow they’ll end up burned.”
Rachel rolls her eyes but doesn’t argue and instead just busies herself with cutting the cookies out, allowing Chloe to put them onto the tray and rotate them with the finished cookies in the oven. “These are some gay ass cookies,” she snorts, popping a piece of the dough into her mouth.
“My mom would smack your hand if she saw you eating raw cookie dough,” Chloe chuckles, sliding the finished cookies onto the cooling rack.
“Good thing you’re not your mom, huh?” Rachel smirks, eating another piece.
“Yeah, cause you might like it if I smack you,” Chloe teases, leaning against the counter.
“Only if it’s my ass,” She retorts, biting her lip a bit as she looks her partner up and down. “But, we’ll save that for later.”
“Save what for later?” Max calls from the foyer, making them both jump. “Oh, the house smells great!”
“Chloe was talking about spanking me,” Rachel supplies, all but skipping over to Max, pressing a kiss to her lips. “But we wanted to wait for you.”
Chloe snorts at this, running a hand through their cropped hair. “Shut up, Rachel.” They tease, checking on the second batch of cookies.
“I mean, I’m down for spanking you if Chloe doesn’t want to,” Max grins, sliding her arms around Rachel, resting her head on the taller girl’s shoulder.
“I never said I didn’t want to!” Chloe huffs, crossing their arms over their chest. “But right now I am in the middle of making treats for the nice, relaxing night I planned for you both.”
Max and Rachel both smile at that, Rachel reaching out to grab Chloe’s arm to pull them close. “We’re just giving you shit, Price,” she murmurs, kissing Chloe’s cheek.
“I know,” Chloe pouts a bit, only smiling when Max gives her a kiss. “I just know you guys have had a busy week and I want this to be special.”
“Chlo, it’ll be special no matter what, we’re all together,” Max says softly, brushing her fingers up their back. “Okay?”
Chloe nods at that, resting their forehead against Rachel’s chest so she’s eye level with Max. “I’ve just missed you guys,” they murmur, closing their eyes.
Max glances up at Rachel, who has her chin on the top of Chloe’s vibrant blue hair. “We missed you too baby,” Max murmurs, shifting to press a kiss to Rachel’s cheek. “I’ve missed this, we haven’t really had a chance to just be together much this week.”
“I’m sorry,” Rachel says softly, a small frown on her lips. “Between school and work and this play...”
“Hush, it’s no one’s fault,” Chloe huffs softly, pulling away to peck Rachel’s lips before doing the same to Max’s. “Let’s just focus on us tonight, okay?”
“Okay,” The two respond, smiling at their partner. “Why don’t Rach and I make a blanket fort in the living room while you finish up the cookies? Since I know you won’t let us near the oven.”
“Sounds perfect,” Chloe hums, jumping a bit when the timer goes off. She lets out a little chuckle before she’s pulling her oven mitts on to pull out the tray, switching it with the next one.
She finishes up dinner and the sweets while Max and Rachel drag every pillow and bit of bedding they own collectively into the living room. By the time they’re ready to eat, the fort is complete, including a string of soft yellow fairy lights strung through it.
“This looks like great craftsmanship,” Chloe grins as she offers the girls their plates. They wait until the two are settled before they grab the cookies and fills a thermos with their homemade hot chocolate.
“Chloe, would you grab your food and sit down please?” Rachel says through a mouthful of pasta.
“I’m just making sure everything is set up,” Chloe huffs, starting the movie before grabbing her own plate. “Patience is a virtue, ya know.”
Rachel rolls her eyes at that, but leans into Chloe’s side regardless, kissing their shoulder softly. “Thank you for this, it’s perfect.”
“I second that,” Max murmurs softly, squeezing Chloe’s thigh gently. “We’re so lucky.”
“I’m the lucky one,” Chloe smiles, looking between her two perfect girlfriends. “I’ve got you two.”
“And we have you, nerd” Rachel chuckles, shaking her head a bit as she sets her empty plate on the end table.
“You only like me for my culinary skills,” Chloe teases, earning a pinch from Rachel and the patented Max Caulfield brow raise. “No need for that look,” they huff, poking Max’s forehead.
Max lefts out a little huff, her face scrunching up as she attempts to look at the finger firmly pressed against her forehead. “You’re a butt.”
“You love me,” Chloe says in a sing song voice, leaning in as though to kiss their girlfriend, grabbing a cookie off the plate instead. They take a big bite, somehow still managing a smirk as they watch a pout form on Max’s lips.
“Chloe, you’re making her pout, stop it,” Rachel teases, leaning over Chloe’s shoulder to take a bite of the cookie they were holding. “These are good though, good job baby.”
Chloe rolls their eyes a big, swallowing their mouthful before leaning forward to peck Max’s lips. “No need to pout, Maxi.”
Max’s pokes her tongue out in response, stealing the last of Chloe’s cookie before snuggling into one of the many pillows in their little paradise. Chloe shares a look with Rachel before getting up to take care of their dishes and make popcorn.
By the time their finished, Rachel is curled up with her head on Max’s chest, the sight making Chloe smile wide. They set the bowl of popcorn down to fish her phone out, taking a quick picture before joining their girlfriends. “You two are cute.”
“We could say the same about you, Chlo,” Max hums softly, running her fingers through their hair once they’re settled against Rachel’s back.
“I try, ya know,” Chloe chuckles, setting the bowl on Max’s thighs. “Takes a lot of work to look this good.”
“You’re so full of yourself,” Rachel teases, turning to head to press a kiss to the underside of Chloe’s jaw. “I love it.”
“I love you too,” Chloe snorts, resting their chin on top of Rachel’s head, smiling softly at Max. “And I love you, you nerd,” they murmur, reaching up to brush their fingers against Max’s cheek.
“I love you too,” Max hums, turning her head to kiss Chloe’s palm. “Thank you for all of this.”
“Yeah, thank you, babe,” Rachel chimes in softly, feeling warm between her two partners.
