for the december prompt thingie can i request cain/reader + baking ? thank you!
Not a problem! Cain my beloved <3 (ignore that its almost march. please)
Cain/Reader + Baking
Winter winds whipped around the entirety of the deck of Grandcypher, it’s biting cold chilling you to your bones. Holding a mug of warm coffee in your hands, it’s heat not helping much. Your hands were also wrapped in gloves, and a scarf adorned your neck. Inhaling the scent of coffee, you exhaled; a small cloud of air escaping, as if smoke flowed through your breath.
“…Cain, remind me why we’re out here?” You asked, finally, looking at your companion, who was equally as bundled up as you. Cain looked over at your shivering form, then cracked a small smile.
“What, it’s not refreshing out here, (Name)?” Cain asked, a teasing lilt to his voice. “But I understand. It’s cold.”
“Very!” You shot back, bristling.
“Haha, okay, okay. Let’s go inside. I was just wanting a breath of fresh air anyway.”
“Some breath of fresh air…” You mumble, following the general back inside where it was much, much warmer. The inside of the Grandcypher was much kinder than the outside - warmth emanated from every corner of the airship. Cain removed his scarf and gloves; you did the same, setting your now-empty coffee mug on the table in the dining hall.
“You know what would be a fun way to get rid of this chill?” Cain asked, tilting his head at you.
“Hmm?”
“Brownies! Let’s make some brownies together!” He said, his eyes lighting up.
“…Can you even work an oven?” You asked, folding your arms.
“What! Of course I can… sometimes.” Cain laughed, rushing off into the kitchen. You slowly followed behind him, unsure of what to make of his sudden excitement. You couldn’t help but also get wrapped up in it, watching as he moved about the room - his movements frantic yet his goal was clear: chocolate brownies.
“You should put more faith in me, (Name)!”
“I still don’t trust you not to burn them…” You said, helping add chocolate chips into the already sweet brownie batter. Cain simply just continued to smile, watching as the batter came together. The two of you carefully added the mixture to the greased tray, watching it slide across. Cain glanced up to notice that there was some lingering brownie on your nose - carefully he licked his thumb, then swiped at the rouge dot of chocolate on your face.
“Wh- Cain!” You said, almost jumping a foot back.
“Haha, sorry, sorry. There was some on your face.” Cain shot you another grin, placing the brownies in the oven.
“Warn me next time…”