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Anthony never learned how to bake on his own. Despite this fact, he had a sweet tooth that was painful to manage. Every few nights, Coy or Will would catch him raiding the pantry for anything with some sort of sweet flavor to it. It was cute when Coy caught him but humiliating when Will caught him.
Coy would help him make something- graham crackers with peanut butter and chocolate chips, mug brownies, an occasional ice cream sundae- but Will would laugh in his face.
This was one of those nights. Will was out with his girlfriend, though, so Anthony's only option was Coy. Which he was kind of excited by the possibility of being caught. He wanted one of Coy's sweet treats.
Anthony, per usual, was knelt down in front of the pantry, pouting. He couldn't find anything that genuinely would sooth his needs. He needed something sweet but salty, not plain old Little Debbie's muffins again. He wanted something warm, too. Something fresh.
So, when Coy made his way down the stairs for some water and saw Anthony on the floor, they both smiled at each other.
"Hey," Coy's voice chimed. Anthony nodded his head towards him. "What are you looking for?" Anthony hummed, looking around.
"Um, well.. I want something fresh," He says kind of shyly. Coy smiled warmly at that. Of course he wanted something more tonight, Will wasn't here to mock him. "Like... chocolate chip cookies?" Coy suggests.
Anthony's eyes sparkled at that. Chocolate chip cookies sounded amazing. "With sea salt on top?" Anthony asks, a little grin on his face. Coy nods, stepping towards him. "Do you want to use premade dough or make our own?"
Anthony thought for a long minute. He would love to have his cookies as soon as possible, but he also wanted to spend some time with Coy tonight. "Can we make our own?" He asks, earning him another one of Coy's smiles.
"Of course we can," Coy says. He stands in front of the pantry with Anthony, looking around. "Okay, I'll tell you what to grab and you give it to me, alright?"
Anthony nods along with everything Coy says. He didn't want to annoy Coy when he was being so kind. As Coy lists of the ingredients he needed, Anthony pushed them out towards his feet.
When Coy eventually asked for flour and Anthony slid it towards him, the bag fell over. The pair went silent for a moment, staring at the white pile of powder on the floor below them. Anthony looked up at Coy, waiting for some snarky comment or for Coy to tell him he didn't want to bake for him anymore.
That never happened. Coy laughed for a moment, bending over and picking up the bag. "Dude, only we would spill flour while Bon and Will trust us to keep the house clean."
Anthony's smile slowly came back onto his face as he nodded along. Of course that would happen to them. Anthony stood up, grabbing a broom to sweep the mess so that Hanbon and Will would never know it happened.
Once Coy and Anthony fixed their mess, they picked up their ingredients and relocated to the counter to begin their baking session. Anthony tried his best to be helpful- giving Coy measuring cups, cracking the eggs, and cutting the butter stick- but in all honesty? Coy did 80% of the work.
Anthony was the one to put the tray of cookies in the oven. They made sure to keep.some leftover dough to snack on while waiting on the cookies to bake. The two fed each other bites of cookie dough. It was honestly just an adorable moment between the two.
After Anthony fed Coy another little ball of cookie dough, Coy giggled and got a little closer to the counter. Anthony took a step closer to Coy, nearly pinning him against the counter. Coy placed his hands on Anthony's hips, pulling him closer.
Anthony's chest pressed against Coy's and they could feel each other's heart beats for a moment. Coy and Anthony's eyes met, a feeling of admiration washing over one another. This wasn't what they imagined would happen when they moved in together for Bunch of Friends, but they weren't exactly upset either.
Anthony leaned in closer to Coy's face, his nose brushing gently against the other boy's. Coy's face burned, a big, dorky smile on his face. "Do you want to kiss me, or something?" He teased. Anthony laughed softly before humming. "Maybe." He says.
Coy leaned in towards Anthony, allowing Anthony's lips to feel his. As they began to kiss, Coy felt his heart flutter. He had never felt something so gentle. Anthony's lips were so soft.
Their lips moved against each other's so perfectly. Anthony's tongue pressed softly against Coy's lips, Coy letting out a pleasured noise as he parted his lips. Coy whined as Anthony's tongue explored his mouth.
Their tongues pressed against each other, savoring one another's tastes. Anthony moaned, holding his hand against Coy's neck. He felt Coy's pulse, enjoying the way it subtly increased.
Coy's hand found its way to be tangled in Anthony's hair, stroking every strand and pulling at it just barely. It was enough to feel good, but not enough to genuinely hurt. Anthony gasped at the sensation, pulling away for a second.
He whimpered into Coy's ear, saying his name. Coy smiled gently, pressing a kiss to Anthony's ear. "You're kind of cute," Coy murmured. Anthony whined once again. "Aww, are you flustered? Cute.."
Anthony looks up at Coy with soft eyes. "Don't look at me like that..." Coy whispers. "We aren't doing anything... not today." He added on, stroking Anthony's hair.
Anthony sighs, looking down. He was a little embarrassed by how soft Coy made him, but what could he do about it? Coy held him close, continuing to brush his fingers through Anthony's hair.
At that, the timer went off. Anthony perked up, knowing his cookies were ready. He grinned, pulling out of Coy's arms. Coy laughed a little to himself as Anthony rushed to get the cookies out.
"You're not gonna give them an extra minute, just in case?" He suggests, only for Anthony to scoff. "I've waited long enough. I need these, okay? Stop judging." Coy laughed. He knew Anthony was gonna say that.
Anthony pulls on oven mitts, pulling the cookie tray from the oven. He sets them on the counter, getting the sea salt from a cabinet above the sink. He sprinkles a pinch of salt on top of the cookies, feeling proud of himself.
Coy watched from the other end of the counter, adoring how proud his lover was of himself. "Good job," Coy coos, coming around and kissing Anthony's neck. Anthony blushed, not knowing how to react. "Thank you." Anthony mumbled.
Anthony takes the cookies off the tray and places them on a plate. "Can we sit on the couch and watch something?" He asks, facing Coy with his plate of cookies. Coy nods. "Sure."
They made their way onto the couch, resting against each other. Anthony placed the plate of cookies on the coffee table, grabbing the TV remote. Anthony turns on the TV and stumbles upon a rerun of a Cartoon they agreed that they both had watched. Coy smiles, leaning against his lover's shoulder.
Coy sprinkles kisses along Anthony's neck, holding onto his hand. Anthony ate a cookie, blushing heavily at the affection he was receiving.
"Have you ever done this with another boy?" Coy murmurs into Anthony's ear. To this day, Coy was unsure of Anthony's sexuality. "Uh, yeah. You're kind of the first boy I've ever done anything with." Anthony mumbles shyly.
Coy was quiet for a second. Whenever Will and Hanbon weren't home, Anthony was always affectionate to Coy. It wasn't that Coy didn't believe it was genuine, but he never wanted to talk about it around the others.
Anthony looked up at him. "What's wrong?" He asks, wrapping his arms around him. Coy leans against his chest. "It's nothing much, I just- nevermind." Anthony didn't like that reply.
"No, be honest," Anthony mumbles. "I wanna hear you speak." That made Coy blush. "Okay. Um, well... I just kind of wish you would be more affectionate with me in front of the group, you know? It's not like they care that we're kind of a thing."
Anthony was quiet for a moment, nodding. "Okay, yeah. I can do that. More affectionate, sure." He smiles, kissing Coy gently. "I don't want you to feel unloved with me, okay?" Coy nods in response.
They held each other close, kissing occasionally and sharing their cookies. They watched their cartoon, now old enough to understand everything happening.
Coy slowly started to fall asleep first, whining softly. He nuzzled against Anthony's chest, sighing. "Aww, sleepy boy." Anthony whispers, kissing his forehead.
"I love you, Coy."
"I love you more, Anth."