Imagine you’re at Niall’s house and Ты both feel really bored.
“What the hell shall we do now?” Niall screams. He is lying on the диван, мягкий уголок on his back and his head rests on his hands. You’re sitting on the floor, browsing this stupid magazine about cars.
“Why do Ты even have this?” Ты sigh, and Ты throw it away.
“I don’t know”, Niall says tiredly, as he yawns.
Suddenly Ты catch sight of a cooking magazine.
“Wait”, Ты say and Ты stand up, after stretching yourself a little bit. Ты take the cooking magazine from the таблица and look at its cover.
“Niall? I know something we can probably do.”
“You’re amazing!” Niall says and he kisses your cheek. He follows Ты to the kitchen.
The таблица is filled with ingredients Ты need to bake a cake, and other supplies.
“Thank you”, Ты say happily and Ты take a large розовый bowl from the table. “So, where do we start?” Ты ask Niall.
“I guess we should start with the butter?” Niall already walks to the fridge and takes two packets of butter. Afterwards he drops them on the table.
“Wow, too many ingredients! What are we going to do? Bake a cake for Buckingham Palace?” Niall jokes. “We need to get rid of those other supplies.”
Ты squint. “Need to get rid of those o-…” Ты take a bag of flour and raise one eyebrow at Niall.
“No, babe. You’re not going to… Are you…? Just… NO!”
Before Niall’s even able to occur it, Ты grab a handful of flour, which Ты throw at him. With a soft shriek Niall utters, the flour lands on his face.
“You…” He says totally surprised, his nose and mouth completely covered in a white powder. “Did Ты just throw flour at your boyfriend? Now this is war!” Niall yells at Ты and he takes the other bag of flour, which he completely empties on вверх of your head.
“Oops”, he grins mischievously.
“Look what Ты did to my hair!” Ты laugh loudly. This time it’s your turn to throw something at him again.
“Payback time. Choose your weapon wisely”, Niall speaks to you.
Ты take your time to watch the objects on the таблица very closely: butter, sugar, spoons, another bowl, a mixer, eggs… Wait.
“I choose eggs!” Ты say with an enormous smile on your face.
“Nooo, don’t Ты dare to do that!” Niall says, and Ты chuckle.
“Guessed wrong!”
It actually looks like Ты two are a couple of big children, throwing Еда at each other: but Ты actually have the time of your life.
At some point the таблица is empty and the кухня is a mess, including Ты and Niall. Ты both don’t care at all.
“Hey love, Ты got flour on your lips”, Niall says, smiling cutely, as he kisses you.
Now this tastes even better than a cake.
“What the hell shall we do now?” Niall screams. He is lying on the диван, мягкий уголок on his back and his head rests on his hands. You’re sitting on the floor, browsing this stupid magazine about cars.
“Why do Ты even have this?” Ты sigh, and Ты throw it away.
“I don’t know”, Niall says tiredly, as he yawns.
Suddenly Ты catch sight of a cooking magazine.
“Wait”, Ты say and Ты stand up, after stretching yourself a little bit. Ты take the cooking magazine from the таблица and look at its cover.
“Niall? I know something we can probably do.”
“You’re amazing!” Niall says and he kisses your cheek. He follows Ты to the kitchen.
The таблица is filled with ingredients Ты need to bake a cake, and other supplies.
“Thank you”, Ты say happily and Ты take a large розовый bowl from the table. “So, where do we start?” Ты ask Niall.
“I guess we should start with the butter?” Niall already walks to the fridge and takes two packets of butter. Afterwards he drops them on the table.
“Wow, too many ingredients! What are we going to do? Bake a cake for Buckingham Palace?” Niall jokes. “We need to get rid of those other supplies.”
Ты squint. “Need to get rid of those o-…” Ты take a bag of flour and raise one eyebrow at Niall.
“No, babe. You’re not going to… Are you…? Just… NO!”
Before Niall’s even able to occur it, Ты grab a handful of flour, which Ты throw at him. With a soft shriek Niall utters, the flour lands on his face.
“You…” He says totally surprised, his nose and mouth completely covered in a white powder. “Did Ты just throw flour at your boyfriend? Now this is war!” Niall yells at Ты and he takes the other bag of flour, which he completely empties on вверх of your head.
“Oops”, he grins mischievously.
“Look what Ты did to my hair!” Ты laugh loudly. This time it’s your turn to throw something at him again.
“Payback time. Choose your weapon wisely”, Niall speaks to you.
Ты take your time to watch the objects on the таблица very closely: butter, sugar, spoons, another bowl, a mixer, eggs… Wait.
“I choose eggs!” Ты say with an enormous smile on your face.
“Nooo, don’t Ты dare to do that!” Niall says, and Ты chuckle.
“Guessed wrong!”
It actually looks like Ты two are a couple of big children, throwing Еда at each other: but Ты actually have the time of your life.
At some point the таблица is empty and the кухня is a mess, including Ты and Niall. Ты both don’t care at all.
“Hey love, Ты got flour on your lips”, Niall says, smiling cutely, as he kisses you.
Now this tastes even better than a cake.
