Halloween Series || Jack
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Word count - 1,143
Summary - The one with the Halloween video.
“Jack, are you ready?” you called to your boyfriend who was somewhere in the flat. “I have everything set up.”
“Coming!” he called back before appearing in the kitchen. “Sorry, just fixing my hair.”
“Of course you were,” you teased. “C’mon, we have a video to do.”
You and Jack both had YouTube channels, which was actually how you met. Now you filmed collabs constantly, which your fans were thrilled about. Today, you convinced Jack to bake some Halloween treats with you. You were excited and while you knew Jack was rubbish in the kitchen, you loved seeing the domestic side of him.
“Hello everybody!” you said to the camera. “Today I am joined by this gorgeous one.” You squeezed his cheeks a bit causing him to pull a face and both of you to laugh. “And today we are going to be baking some Halloween cupcakes!” You clapped your hands together. “Are you ready, gorgeous?” you asked Jack.
“These are going to be absolutely horrible,” he said honestly.
“Such optimism,” you teased. “Oh! And if anyone was wondering, I am wearing my Up, Up, and Amaze Top in Skulls from Modcloth and Jack is wearing his Religion T Shirt With All Over Embroidered Skull from ASOS.”
“Why do you remember the exact name of the shirts?” Jack asked.
“Babe, I spent 100 pounds when I bought these,” you said. “I bloody well better remember what they’re called.”
You told the camera the ingredients you had laid out on your counter. “We are going to be baking pumpkin cupcakes and then decorating them with some piping frosting and sprinkles and other little goodies.” Jack laughed at your enthusiasm before beginning to help with the video. You had measured out the baking powder, baking soda, pumpkin pie spice, cinnamon, and salt, putting it in a bowl and making silly conversation as you did so. “What is your favorite part about Halloween?” you asked Jack.
“Hands down the scary movies,” he answered quickly. “What about you?”
“I like the treats,” you said. “I like making treats and eating treats and handing out the candy on Halloween night.”
“Alright, princess, we get it, you have a sweet tooth,” Jack teased.
As you moved on to the flour, you began measuring the proper amount into a bowl. “You know what I wish there was more of during Halloween though?” Jack asked.
With that, he took a handful of flour and threw it up in the air, causing it to fall on your head. “Jack!” you whined. “No!”
“What?” he laughed. “Just trying to get in the festive spirit.” With that, he blew more flour at you, laughing loudly at your sour faces.
“Jack, stop it!” you laughed lightly. “Give me the flour.”
“No!” he stated.
“Jackson! Give me the flour right now!”
You tickled his sides and pushed him away from the flour so you could grab some and throw it at him. “Babe!” he whined. “You know I just got this shirt!”
“I got it for you!”
Once the two of you had calmed down, you moved on to the eggs. “You wanna see something cool?” Jack asked as you each took two eggs.
“What?” you said.
“I can crack this with one hand,” he stated. Before you could register what he was doing, he took the egg and smashed it on your head. “See? Cracked.”
“Jack Maynard!” you shouted, feeling the egg dripping down the back of your head. “Ew this is grim!” As he was busy laughing at you, you grabbed an egg and cracked it over his head as well. “Oh, gorgeous, it’s in your hair!” you mocked. Jack pouted and attempted to peel some egg shells out of his hair but gave up once he realized it was impossible.
“Alright, back to business!” you said in a serious tone, placing your hands on your hips. “Next we’ve got to add the pumpkin puree, vegetable oil, brown sugar, caster sugar, and vanilla and mix it until well combined!” You said all of that in your best “contestant on a baking show” voice, causing Jack to chuckle and roll his eyes at you playfully.
A few messy minutes later, you got the batter into all the cupcake wrappings and put the tin in the oven. “Now we wait 17 minutes!”
“What the bloody hell are we going to do for 17 minutes?” Jack asked teasingly. When he was looking down at his phone, you grabbed a handful of caster sugar and dropped it down the back of his top. Jack jumped and turned around quickly, grabbing you by the waist and holding you up in the air.
“Put me down, Jack!” you squealed. He did so, but not before taking a lump of brown sugar and shoving it in your face.
“Babe, it looks like you have a little bit of sugar on your face,” he said with a smirk.
“Oh really?” you sarcastically said back. “Where?”
“Here, I’ll get it for you.”
And so, Jack placed a heated kiss on your lips, grabbing you by the waist and pushing you up against the counter. You smiled and went to tangle your fingers in his hair, but immediately retracted and started laughing. “What?” Jack asked.
“Your hair is sticky from the eggs,” you said in between giggles. Jack just laughed back and shook his head.
When it came to decorating the cupcakes, you both had drastically different tactics. You tried to create mummy faces and monster heads, but Jack just dropped enough globs of frosting on them so that all the sprinkles he wanted would stay on top. “Brilliant,” you laughed to him as he licked the sides of his fingers free of frosting. “Yes, these look great.”
“So, if you liked this video, go on and give it a big thumbs up,” you said to the camera. “I make new videos every Monday so hit that subscribe button because it’s free and it really helps me out! And if you wanna see more of me and gorgeous, go over on Jack’s channel. What did we do, babe?”
“We played a game involving iconic horror movie clips and great forfeits,” he said with a smile.
“Yeah, I have a feeling things are going to get pretty messy over there too, so if you wanna see that, go on and click Jack’s face or the link below. But, that’s all for today, thanks for watching and I’ll see you nuggets next time! Bye!” You and Jack both waved at the camera before you went around to turn it off.
“Shower before my video?” Jack asked, a playful look in his eyes.
“We’re only going to have to shower again after yours,” you said back.
“Two showers with you in one day?” he smirked, grabbing you by your waist. “I am one lucky man.”