The Devils Spawn

The Devils Spawn Part 8

I sigh “ok fine you’re off the hook for now but I want delicious cookies or you’re in big trouble” I kiss his lips before going up to shower.

He mock salutes me “yes sir, I’m on it sir” he chuckles and turns back to his baking. I shake my head knowing I could never be mad at him, he is way too cute to be mad at it. It’s like trying to be mad at a puppy.

After about forty-five minutes I walk back down the stairs in one of his hoodies and pajama trousers. I walk into the kitchen to seem him covered in more flour than before plating up some cookies and also muffins. “There…that should be enough” he talks to himself and I stand and watch him and he places bottles of 7up, Oreo’s, Pringles, chocolate’s and other things next to the plates.

I smile “I’m back” I disturb him and he weakly smiles and looks at me for approval “I hope that’s enough for our movie marathon” he looks back at the pile of sweets and then back to me. I nod “that’s loads I was just teasing you” I walk over and kiss him, I feel him relax and wrap his arms around me “I thought you were really mad so I made you muffins too” he lightly chuckles.

I carry all our stuff to the living room and turn on our movie as I cuddle into his side munching on a cookie. The silence falls between us which is nice because it isn’t an awkward, it’s just the nice type of silence. I rest my head on his shoulder and link our hands.

Hours later I hear the hall door open and my parents walk in, my mum carrying a lot of bags and my dad looking completely exhausted. I fight back my laugh and watch as they walk into the kitchen and still haven’t seen us in the living room. I watch my mum making my dad a cup of coffee which seems to relax him more. “C’mon I need to give your mum something” he takes my hand and leads me into the kitchen where my mum and dad are chatting away.

“What are you giving her?” I ask as I trail behind him.

“That’s between me and her Danny” he kisses the side of my head and walks to the fridge greeting my parents on the way. “Ma’am I made you something as I little thank you for helping me the other day, I hope you enjoy it” he smiles as he pulls out a cake covered in snow white fondant with small pink fondant roses placed elegantly over the cake. I look at it in awe.

My mum squeals “you made this for me?” she asks shocked and delighted at the same time.

He nods “yeah, it’s to say thank you for helping me out the other day, you know I needed help picking something out and you helped me” he hints to her. I stand looking at them curiously thinking what my mum helped him with.

 She hugs him tight “I love it!” she giggles jumping up and down on the spot like a child that was told she got tickets to go see her favorite band or singer. “I didn’t mind helping you out the other day I actually thought it was kind of cute what you’re doing” she smiles.

I look at them more confused now wanting to know what they are talking about. “No worries I’m just glad you like it” he smile at my mum.

She cuts out four big slices from the cake and hands a plate to each of us with a fork. “Tuck in” she smiles as she takes a bite and moans in delight. Soon my dad follows suit moaning at the taste and I find myself doing the same thing as well.

“Wow this is so good!” we all say at the same time making Tony laugh.

“I’m glad you guys like it, I’ll make another one during the week” he tells us as he tucks into his slice.

For hours Tony and I just sit and watch movies, eat cake, talk about the most random things ever and be cute by feeding each other things.

I’ve really fallen hard for him.

But I don’t mind at all.

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