birds of a feather
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Thread Topic: birds of a feather
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Evan hummed into the kiss, pulling away after a moment. “Okay, I won’t eat any chocolate chips,” he said with a giggle.
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“Thank you,” Connor said with a chuckle, pressing another short kiss on his lips before looking over at the recipe. He started grabbing the dry ingredients, going to mix them all together.
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Evan chuckled, helping Connor when he asked for help. “Dude, brown sugar is so good,” he stated, grabbing one of the chucks out of the bag and popping it into his mouth.
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“Mm, for real,” Connor agreed, nodding and chuckling. “Dude- I like, f---in’ love brown sugar cinnamon pop tarts, like- those are the f---in’ bomb.”
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“Wait, shut the f--- up, they have those?” Evan said with a chuckle, leaning against the counter as watching Connor stir the bowl for a second.
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“Babe, have you been living under a f---ing rock?” Connor asked, laughing. “Yes, they have brown sugar cinnamon pop tarts, they’re literally the best flavor,” he added, continuing to stir the spoon.
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Evan chuckled quietly, gently shoving Connor. “Oh, shut up. My mom doesn’t really like pop tarts or other unhealthy foods.”
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“Well then, I’ll have to buy you some~” Connor said with a smile, pressing a kiss on Evan’s cheek. “I’ll buy you all the junk food you want, hun,” he added, chuckling softly. He moved onto the wet ingredients, pouring them into another bowl and mixing them together.
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“Eh, I’m not the biggest fan of junk food, anyways,” Evan said with a shrug, moving to grab a spoon out of a drawer. He moved back, sneaking half a spoonful of the cookie dough and eating it.
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“Womp womp, guess I can’t do nice things for you, then,” Connor joked, chuckling. He gasped as Evan stole some cookie dough, playfully glaring at him. “Don’t take any more, or else we won’t have any for the actual cookies!”
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“Okay, I didn’t take that much,” Evan said, putting his hands up defensively.” We’re not making like, giant-ass cookies, are we?”
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“No, but I still need a decent bit of cookie dough if we wanna have enough to last us for a while,” Connor said with a chuckle, going to wash his hands.
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“Fine, fine, okay,” Evan said with a chuckle, holding up his hands.
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Connor chuckled and dried off his hands, moving over to Evan. He pressed the palms of his hands against his boyfriend’s and intertwined their fingers, lowering his hands and pulling him into a kiss.
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Evan hummed happily, kissing Connor back and squeezing his hands gently. He let go of one of his hands, moving it up to rest on his boyfriends cheek.
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