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"Mark! Have you seen my tray?" You yell across your apartment. 

"What?" Mark yelled from the other side of the apartment. 

"My tray!" You scream. 

"Your what!?" Mark hollered back. 

"Just come here!" You yelled. 

You were currently making a homemade cake for Jackson's birthday. You weren't the best at baking but, your weren't that shabby. 

"What are you looking for?" Mark asked as he strolled into the kitchen. 

"I need to find that metal tray." You answered as you looked through the cabinets. 

"Ah.. It's over here." Mark said as he reached up on the highest shelf. 

"What is doing up there?" You question and narrow your eyes at him. 

"You're so cute when you're frustrated." Mark giggled. 

"Shush." You grinned and grabbed the tray from his hands. 

"How big is this cake gonna be?" He asked as he looked at the box of cake mix. 

"Hm.. well it's Jackson..." You thought outloud. 

"We should make a small one." Mark joked. 

"Hahaha like put a really small cake in a big box?" You laughed. 

"That would be so funny." He chuckled. 

"Okay we're doing that." You agreed. 

"But, we should surprise him with a big cake at the end." You added. 

"Mmm." Mark agreed. 

"Okay we have to mix cream, sugar, and butter.." You said. 

"Here you go.." Mark responded as he got the ingredients. 

You put them in a large mixing bowl and Mark mixed while you got the other ingredients. Mark thoroughly mixed and you added eggs and vanilla. Mark kept a steady pace. You grabbed for the flour. The seal was closed tightly. You tried to open it with all your strength. 

"Yah.. This.. is.. so hard... to open.." You struggled against the flour seal. 

"Here.. Let me hel-" 

The flour finally opened and it spouted out everywhere. 

"AH!" You screamed as the flour went everywhere. 

You and Mark were all covered in flour.

"Hahahaha. _____? Are you okay?" Mark laughed. 

"Yeah." You laughed. 

"HAhaha you look so cute." Mark continued laughing aloud. 

"You too." You giggled as you tried to clean the flour off of you. 

"Yah.. I have to take another shower.." Mark giggled as he patted the top of his head to get all the flour off. 

"Hahah sorry." You chuckled as you wiped the remains off your clothes. 

"Did I get everything off?" You said looking up at him. 

He glanced at you. 

"You have some right.... here.." Mark quietly said as he placed his hand gently onto your cheek. 

You could feel the warmth from his hand. He gently wiped off the flour that was on your face. 

"Oh my god.. You have so much flour on your forehead." You chuckled as you wiped off the flour from his head. 

"Oh you still have some flour.." Mark said leaning closer to you. 

"Oh where?" You said trying to wipe off any. 

"Stay still." Mark whispered as he came nearly inches away from your face. 

He pulled you gently into a passionate kiss. His lips grazing yours. Your eyes widened in shock. You kissed him back with the same force. 

"Ah.. Now I have flour in my mouth.." Mark tried to spit it out. 

"Shut up." You grinned.