strawberry cake | l.l
lunaxfem.reader
request: yes/no
preview: baking a cake for luna with your son
warnings: fluff, post!war, established relationship (married), your son’s name is asher (he was adopted), mentions of food
luna had been working a lot lately, while you were on a break from work, asher was aware of how tired his mom was, and had the idea of baking a cake for her to eat when she gets home. that’s how you ended up with your son standing on top of a chair so he can reach the counter, you mixing up the ingredients to make the batter as he drew something with the flour that had slipped out of the bowl and onto the counter.
“mommy, look! it’s me, momma and you!” you drove your attention away from the bowl to look at the cute little drawing made with flour, it was you and luna holding hands with asher in the middle. “aww sweetheart, it looks so cute!” you ruffled his hair, heart melting into a puddle. “mommy i’ll go get the strawberries for the cake.” he jumped down from his chair, reaching the freezer to take out a little box with freshly picked strawberries from your garden.
you let asher continue mixing the batter while you cut the strawberries, and not long after the batter was in the cake pan and ready to go into the oven. “good job, asher! momma must be coming home soon.” when you were taking the cake out of the oven, you heard the door open and your wife’s sweet voice let out, “i’m home, loves!” you sent asher do distract luna while you took the cake out of the pan and onto the cake and decorated it with a few strawberries on top.
“momma, momma! we have a surprise for you.” asher grabbed luna’s hand, guiding her towards the kitchen. “oh, really?” luna smiled, intrigued on what the surprise could be. when she walked into the kitchen and saw you holding a plate with her favourite cake while asher handed her a little card he’d wrote himself in his still messy handwriting telling her how good of a momma she is, she burst down in tears, exhausted and happy.
“no, no more tears momma! i wuv you.” asher frowned, wiping the tears off luna’s face with his chubby hands. you hugged your wife, pecking her lips a three times, leaving your lips sealed longer on the third kiss. “thank you loves, this is so sweet.” she sniffled, sitting down on the kitchen table while you got three plates so you could eat the cake with some chocolate milk. yes it was a weird dinner, but not in the house of the lovegoods.
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