Requested: yes Published:November 11th, 2021 Pairing:Matt Casey x Reader Prompt(s): funny #24 from myprompt list Warning(s):none Word count: around 450 Author’s note: I do not write for the One Chicago fandom anymore (maybe in the future if I find my way back to them but I honestly don’t have time to do so) this is a post long overdue (wrote this in June) and I’m soso sorry for the delay. Hope you enjoy! P.S my brother told me that jesse left CF…so sad I HOPE EVERYONE IN THE FANDOM IS DOING OKK!!
“No don’t worry I won’t tell anyone,” you said into the phone, holding it while you tried to unlock your apartment door with the keys in your free hand. April heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that you weren’t going to share anything about the conversation. “I’m happy for you though.”
You could see the smile form on her face, and you felt happy to know she felt comfortable with sharing these things with you. “Anyway, you just got home. I don’t want to be annoying or anything.”
“Are you crazy?” You asked, laughing. You threw your tote bag on the empty couch after kicking off your shoes in the hallway. “Matt and Y/S/N are probably dead asleep now. I need the company.”
“I highly doubt that.”
You were in the process of answering her when you rounded the corner and walked into the kitchen with the means of getting some cold water, instead being stunned into silence at how much…
Flourwas in the kitchen.
“Um, April,” you said, “I gotta go.”
And then you hung up, not waiting for a goodbye on her side.
The sight of your four-year-old son decked out in flour from the tip of his light hair to the socks on his feet was maddening (in a shocking way). Even more so when your eyes spotted the matching white on your husband’s shirt. It was safe to say that those two were in the middle of something quite important.
“Mommy look! We’re making a cake!”
Ah, yes.
A cake.
And then it hit you, the full force of your shock, “Holy hell… What did you do?!”
“He said it,” piped in Matt, kissing you on the temple as he neared you. You looked at his dark shirt before diverting your eyes to his flour covered face, “You looked like you’re doing cocaine!”
It made Matt laugh, the comment, as all was good in the world for him. It’s not like they just made an entire mess in the kitchen with no knowledge of how to clean it. You screamed inwardly.
But soon stopped when a pair of small hands wrapped around your legs. You bit your lip as to not melt on the spot and crouched down to pick up the squirming son. Kissing him until he physically had to pull away was a favorite of activities, and you found yourself forgiving him.
“Did you by any chance,” you asked the boy in your arms, “make the cake for me?”
His giggle was the answer for everything. Pleased, you walked around the messy countertop with him perched on your hip. “Neither one of you know how to break eggs. Let me show you.”
Never in your life did you see them so concentrated on something.
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