Prompt: Abby baking something for Marcus' birthday but she isn't very good at it :D
Here you go lovely, hope you’ll enjoy it!
Lovely birthday surprise
The longer Marcus stared at the birthday cake Abby had made for him, the more she began to fidget and second guess her decision. I knew I’d mess it up, she dejectedly thought. This year she had wanted to do something special for his birthday, seeing as how he usually didn’t make a big deal out of it. She knew how much he loved the chocolate cake they sold in Polis. He always made sure to trade one whenever they visited the commander. So on their last trip to the city a few weeks ago, Abby decided to pay a visit to the woman who made them. Seeing as how poorly her trigedasleng still was, she had managed to convince Indra to join her, much to the amusement of the other woman. With Indra’s help, Abby had convinced the woman to give her the recipe and ingredients to make the cake herself. it had been a challenge to keep it a secret for Marcus, but she had endured.
So this morning after their meeting, Abby had snuck into the kitchen, making sure it was completely empty before attempting to make the cake. Which she quickly realized was a lot more difficult than she had originally thought. Biting her lower lip, Abby glances at Marcus who still hadn’t said a single word. When she had presented the cake, he had blown out the candle she had placed on top of it but he remained silent after that. As the seconds ticked by, Abby felt her stomach knot a little bit more with every passing second. Luckily they were alone in the council room so nobody was there to witness her failure.
“Look, I know it’s terrible and I’m so sorry Marcus”, Abby blurted out, wringing her hands, unable to stand his silence for one more second.
“I just wanted to do something special for your birthday and I know how much you love this cake. And I tried Marcus, I really did try. I followed the instructions to the letter but I somehow managed to mess it up. The woman reassured me that it would be easy to make, but she can go float herself because it was not easy at all. The kitchen was a mess when I finished this thing and it’s a mess and I can totally understand if you don’t want to try it because I know how it looks. It doesn’t look at all like the cakes in the shop but I tried really hard but I guess I’m just terrible at baking”, Abby muttered, fully realizing that she’s rambling but unable to stop.
She halts by the utterance of her name and nervously glances over at Marcus, who has looked up from his cake and is staring at her with a light in his eyes.
“This is the chocolate cake I always get when we’re in Polis”, he calmly stated, his face frustratingly blank so she can’t get a read on what he’s thinking.
“Yes, it is”, Abby replied, feeling a bit confused.
“You went to the little shop to get the recipe and you made this for me? All by yourself? Without even knowing how to bake?”, he affirmed.
“Yes, I just told you that”, Abby confirmed, feeling a bit irritated at his repetition. “Listen, I know that I messed it up, there’s no need to rub it in Marcus. I -”
“No, no. You made this for me”, he interrupted her, his warm gaze settling on her.
“I did”, she murmured, feeling a bit breathless by the intensity of his gaze.
At her confirmation, the corners of his mouth quirk up in a broad smile.
“This is the best present I received in a long time”, he softly uttered.
Feeling a rush of relief spreading through her, Abby let out a deep sigh.
“Oh, thank god for that. You had me so worried when you didn’t respond”, she breathed, putting a hand on her chest to show her relief, “I don’t know whether to berate or kiss you for that”
If she weren’t so mortified of what she had let slip, Abby would have laughed at the way Marcus’ eyes almost comically widened. Unfortunately, she realized just what she had said, and she could feel her cheek flush in embarrassment.
“Oh, I’m sorry Marcus. I didn’t mean it like that. I mean, I did – but I didn’t mean it when I said I wanted to kiss you –”, Abby stammered, stopping abruptly when the smile on Marcus’ face disappeared.
Breaking eye contact, he cleared his throat. “Of course, you didn’t. I’d never presume – I mean I know that you wouldn’t never – not with me at least. So, thank you for the cake. I’m sure it’ll taste great”, Marcus finished, staring at the cake.
Looking at him in bewilderment, Abby doesn’t quite understand what had just happened. Only that she had spotted a flicker of disappointment in his eyes when she’d apologized.
“I lied before”, she uttered and watched with a soft smile how Marcus’ head snapped up in confusion. “I do want to kiss you, I just didn’t know if you want me to”
At that, a broad, hopeful and adorably baffled smile adorns his face and honestly how was she supposed to not, not kiss him? Which is exactly what she did. Repeatedly.