Supernatural One Shots

Sugar Cookies (Michifer)

Lucifer flipped through the book set before him on the counter, his finger on one paragraph. "Luci, what are you doing?" Michael asked as he walked into the kitchen, seeing his lover concentrated on the cook book he had brought home yesterday.

"Reading. Quiet."

"What are you reading about?"

The archangel looked up and turned to look over his shoulder at his significant other,"A recipe that sounds quite delicious." Michael smiled as Lucifer went back to reading, walking up behind him to hug him from behind. Laying his head on the others shoulder, Michael began to read the recipe his lover was currently obsessed with,

"Sugar cookies?"

"Yes! Don't they sound just delectable."

Lucifer turned around to face his lover, wrapping his arms around Michaels shoulders,

"I need your help though, to make the cookies I mean."

"Sure. I don't mind helping, where do we start?"
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"MICHAEL!" Lucifer squealed as the named threw another handful of flour at him,

"You asked for that one."

"Oh yea? Well, take this!"

Lucifer took a bag of flour and dumped it on top of Michaels head, laughing at how his mighty archangel lover, now looked like a ghost. "Oh, now you've really asked for it." Michael grabbed four eggs from the carton and cracked them over the others head, hearing Lucifer gasp at the cold yolks falling down his shirt.

"How dare you!"

"Whatcha gonna do about it?"

Lucifer walked up to him, both men's faces only centimeters apart, as Lucifer spoke to Michael in a low voice,

"You won't get any of the cookies that are in that oven baking now."

Michael smirked,"That doesn't hurt me, not one bit. You know why?"

"Why?"

"Because if I ever want something sweet, than all I have to do is this."

Michael closed the space between them, kissing his lover slow and sweetly. Lucifer responded with no hesitation, wrapping his arms around the others waist. They soon broke the kiss, both men smiling,

"I guess I could live with out those cookies."

"Why is that Luci?"

"I've got you as my sweet."

Michael chuckled, leaning down to kiss Lucifer on the forehead. A few minutes of both archangels holding each other in a comfortable silence, Michael realized something,

"What smells like it's burning?"

"Oh yea..."