Baking with Bolin: Bolin x Reader

Baking with Bolin
“Y/n” Bolin shouts, looking around her apartment for the h/c girl he calls his best friend who he secretly has feelings for. “Y/n”? Suddenly Bolin hears a BOOM! and sees smoke coming from the kitchen. He immediately rushes into the room to see a flour covered Y/n coughing and batting away smoke in the war zone of a kitchen. “What happened here Y/n”? “My attempt at baking that’s what happened”. Bolin looks down to see a tray full of burnt baked goods in her hands. They were so burnt he couldn’t even decipher what they were supposed to be. Bolin tried to hold in a laugh but he ended up snickering. “Don’t you dare laugh Bolin”, Y/n warned. Bolin tries to stifle his laughter but in a matter of seconds the laugh that Y/n fell in love with starts pouring out of his mouth. As much as Y/n wanted to be mad at him for laughing, she loved his cute laugh too much. Instead, she just blushed and looked at the floor in embarrassment, avoiding Bolin’s eyes. A few minutes later Bolin finally stopped laughing. “Hahah Y/n haha you should’ve asked me to help you I gladly would’ve”. Y/n raised an eyebrow “You know how to bake”? Bolin’s cheeks turned pink. “Ya Zoey taught me a few things”. Zoey is Y/n and Bolin’s friend. She is a waterbender like Y/n. Bolin looks at Y/n with a cute smile on his face. “So what do ya wanna bake with an awesome baker like me y/n”? “*giggle* Well I was trying to make cookies”. “So that’s what those ash piles were”. “Shut up Bolin I tried my best”. “Geez I was kidding Y/n. Here let’s do it together”. So Y/n with Bolin’s help, started mixing the flour, eggs, sugar and the other ingredients together. Y/n with oven mitts on, put the cookie dough in the oven and set it to the right temperature and turned it on while setting the time. “So what do we do now oh wise sage of baking”? Bolin can’t help but chuckle at her nickname for him. “Now my Little Cupcake we wait”. Y/n blushes at his nickname for her but can’t deny she kind of likes it. Both decide to sit down and watch Zoey from the window beat up a whole gang of thugs who tried to steal her purse. Damn even though she’s shy, she sure knows how to kick ass. Finally as the last thug flees from her, the timer goes off. “Yaaay cookie time”, Y/n cheers. “Not yet Y/n. We still gotta ice the cookies”. “Oh ya. I call blue icing”! Both benders walk back into the kitchen and Y/n puts the oven mitts back on and takes the cookies out of the oven. “Wow thanks for your help Bolin these look good”. “No Problem Y/n I only helped you though. You did most of the work”. “Aww that’s sweet Bolin”. Bolins cheeks turn pink again at that statement. Both begin icing the cookies. Bolin ices some green while Y/n ices some blue. Bolin wipes his hand on his cheek and leaves some icing on it. “Hey Bolin you have a little icing on your cheek”. “Oh I do”? “Here I’ll get it off for you”. Bolin’s eyes grow wide and his face burns bright red as Y/n licks it off his cheek. Y/n innocently looks back up at him as if she had no idea it would affect him this way. “Damn it intentionally or not. I’m gonna get her back for that”, Bolin thought. Grabbing the tube of icing from the table, he puts some of it on his fingers and smears it on Y/n’s lips. “Hey what the-HMPH!” Y/n is cut off as Bolin presses his lips in hers in a sweet kiss (ya see what I did there XD) as he licks the icing off her lips. Both pulling away panting, they look into each other’s eyes. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for that”, Y/n says. Bolin looks up at her with a smile. “Probably just as long as I have”. “Now that we are together I can finally do this”! Pushing Bolin to the ground, Y/n lifts up his shirt and spreads the icing on his perfect abs which she then proceeds to lick off ab by ab. Bolin can’t help but let out a moan. When she finally finishes and gets off of him, Bolin picks up Y/n bridal style and looks her in her e/c eyes, his eyes filled with lust. “If you tease me like that Y/n you know what comes next right”? Bolin says in a sexy voice that makes Y/n’s whole body shiver. “Oh you bet I do and I’m ready”? Y/n smiles and says with a nod. Bolin doesn’t waste any time talking and rushes upstairs still holding Y/n bridal style. Let’s just say the things they did were far sweeter than any cookie.
Extended ending
“Y/n I’m home”. Amber says as she walks in. “Hmm I wonder where Y/n is-OOOOO look cookehs”. Amber grabs the delicious looking cookies and starts scarfing them down. Until she realizes Y/n probably made them for someone and that she’s gonna yell at her! “Oh crap I’m screwed shes gonna-“. Amber is broken from her thoughts as she hears what sounds like a bed creaking and faint moaning. “Who in the hell is- IS THAT BOLIN AND Y/N I HEAR”!? Amber has a shocked expression which slowly turns to a devious one. “Well if she wants to say something about the cookies she’ll have a big fat blackmail waiting for her teehee I’m so mean”. Amber thinks to herself