#frypan fluff

-🎀-

“siggy!” you hiccuped in between giggles, watching your boyfriend try and fail to spin pizza dough

chuckling, in response he replied “wait i think i’ve got it this time- i just got to throw it higher, maybe…”

twisting his hand in the air, the dough went flying but instead of falling back in his hands , it comedically splat onto the roof

“UHM BABY?”

you stared at him for a few beats exchanging glances of bemusement

“It’ll come down,” he said as he continued to stare at the pastry base, “I think,”

“aren’t you a baker?!” you snorted, playfully punching him on the shoulder, “isn’t this you’re forte-it,”

“hey now, just because I bake doesn’t mean I know how to do fancy pizza tricks and what not,”remarking back he was quick to correct you with a nerdy index finger up in the air, “plus i remember a certain someone put eggshells in our batter,”

swiping flour across your cheek, he snickered but quickly halted when you sent him a look.

things were about to get messy

striking back you clapped your dusty hands into his face, turning him a ghostly white

“y/n… COME HERE,”

running around the table you started grabbing scraps lying around the granite bench, whilst your boyfriend carried a handful of flour

you watched as the flour, made a trail onto the wooden floor as he ran, “WE’RE MAKING SUCH A MESS,” you screamed, but that didn’t stop the both of you from turning the kitchen into a war zone

with a bunch of laughing an unrecognisable things being thrown at each other, you wouldn’t have valentines day any differently. siggy was good at that thing, making ordinary things memorable.

like say, making heart-shaped pizza and turning it into a food fight?