Topper

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"Well what do you want to get him?" I asked my boyfriend Topper. It was Rafe's birthday the next day and Topper still didn't have anything for him. "I don't know" he whined and rubbed his eyes. "Why don't we bake him a cake" he gave me a weird look. "You really think I can bake? Haha funny babe" "I can...kinda"

"Tops, help me" I jumped, trying to grab the stand mixer. "Here you go shorty" he grabbed it easily and I glared at him. "Thanks meanie" "you don't mean that" "yes I do...MEANIE" I yelled and he grabbed me by the waist, picking me up. "Topper put me down" I yelled with a laugh. He placed me down and slapped my butt. "TOPPER" I yelled and he kissed my cheek.

I added the eggs in the mixer and started it. We mixed the rest of the ingredients and poured the batter into the pans. Topper placed them into a preheated oven and turned on the timer. "Now we wait-" he cut me off. "And cuddle" he said with a smile and I sighed. "Fine" he grabbed me and carried me to the couch, in which he threw me on and held me tight.

The oven beeped and I started to get up. "No stay" "I have to get the cake out, it's gonna burn dumbass" "take that back" he pouted. "No" I got up and got the cakes out. After placing them on the stove to cool, I walked back and Topper attacked me. "You're mine now" he attacked my face with kisses and held me tight. "You have to cuddle me now" he stuck his tongue out and I laughed.

After a while the cakes were cool enough and we were ready to make icing. We made buttercream and layered the cakes. He started to ice them and I grabbed a bit on my finger. He was so focused, I wiped the icing on his nose and he gasped. "Babeee" he whined and wiped icing on my nose. I gasped as well and we instantly brought eachother into a sweet kiss.

"That doesn't look too bad" he said with his arms crossed. "I'm proud of you baby" "you helped too" I rested my head on his side and he wrapped his arm around me. "Thank you" he said. "Of course! Rafe will love it" "he better, this shit took hours" I giggled and kissed his jawline.

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