Cinnabunnies (Jackson)

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So…she liked that he was squishy? Because….he was cuddle-able? Jackson was unsure how to feel about that. He knew having chiseled abs like some other athletes was an impossibility for him, but that didn’t mean he was happy about being a tub. Still…it made him blush. “T-thanks…?” he replied uncertainly. Jackson wouldn’t mind cuddling with such a cute girl regularly.

Jackson completely understood and agreed with Bunny’s opinion of the kpop groups. “As long as they make good music…it’s not like…” His face flushed red as he considered whether or not to finish that sentence. “Like….like it’ll make a bad song good just because they flash their boobs, y’know?” Gah, did he really just say ‘boobs’ to a girl he hardly knew? Jackson knew he had a rambling mouth with no filter, but still…

She seemed to be feeling better. At least calmed down. That she would think of him made him smile down on her. “Of course you will! Because that’s all I want, is for you to feel better.” Ugh, so much cheese, but Bunny seemed to be eating it up, so why not continue? He liked saying this sort of stuff to girls, darnit!!

Jackson blinked, suddenly remembering that oh yeah, they were doing something else. Something else called baking, which Jackson was all of the terrible at. Hence why Bunny was the boss. Despite her still being a boy…yes, Jackson did think she still looked plenty cute in her girly dress outfit. Actually….maybe he preferred her like this? That was terrible to think wasn’t it? Bunny was adorable as a girl too! Just like a girl should be! But looking at her scamper around as she was, Jackson couldn’t help watching her every move with a smile on his face. He almost forgot to stir the frosting like she asked him to. Jackson’s smile had grown from ear-to-ear upon her declaration of them being finished. He wiped his brow with the back of his hand. “Thank goodness! That was tough!” he said a bit over-dramatically. He beamed at the offer. “Can I? I mean, yes! I do! I’d love to taste-test it!” He’d love to taste test anything she made, he decided.

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Ugh, why was her face so hot?? Bunny held her hands up against her cheeks in an attempt to cool them down – it didn’t work. And while it was true that she liked to oogle at fit boys and their chisled bodies, she was not so adamant about having a toned boyfriend that she would let someone as cute as Jackson slide by just because he was a little heavier. “Yeah…” she replied with a nervous giggle. “I m-mean… we don’t have to, o-or anything, just… you know… speaking hypothetically…” Lies.

She listened to his opinion with an innocent expression, and her eyes widened in surprise as he finished it. “Y-yeah, I um, I know what you m-mean,” Bunny stammered, feeling a little uncomfortable from the ‘naughty’ word. Okay, it wasn’t naughty, but she hadn’t expected him to say such a word! “Maybe I can show you some stuff I like sometime?” she suggested meekly. It might not be his taste, but at least it wasn’t explicit.

Bunny blushed again under his smile, sending a nervous one back in return and dipping her head down to stare at her feet. Her knees and ankles were starting to ache a little, but she didn’t want to complain. “You really mean that?” she murmured softly. He truly was the sweetest boy she’d ever met.

She was probably going to need to sit down in a little bit. The shift had made her joints even more achy than they would have been otherwise. Bun tried not to let it show in her face, although her smile may have started looking a little more strained. She cast it upon Jackson, though, as he finished his hard work. “I know it was, you did so good!” Bunny praised him. “Thank you so much for doing all that, it would have been so hard for me to do on my own.” She smiled a little more and scooped up a little bit on her finger, offering it to him without thinking. “My hands are clean, I promise,” she giggled with yet another blush. “I wanna try it next!” Hopefully it was the right sweetness and consistency that she was hoping to get.

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“R-right,” he stammered out just as nervously. “Hypothetically, it’s not like we’re….I mean, we could, if we….if you wanted, but…” Gads, what was he saying now? This was ridiculous! If he wanted to cuddle with a girl, then all he had to do was say so, right? But then…she’d think he was weird for asking when they weren’t quite boyfriend/girlfriend yet. Yet!? They weren’t even dating(unless this counted?), why was he already making the jump to boyfriend/girlfriend?? That thought process was going to keep his face red for a good deal of the afternoon. Hopefully she didn’t think it was too strange. Even better is that she simply wouldn’t notice.

He couldn’t believe how easily he’d said that ‘naughty’ word either. What happened to his ‘good boy’ attitude? Before he wouldn’t have even considered letting a word like that slip through and now… “Y-yeah, that sound great!” By sometime, she meant…? “Just let me know when, I’ll be there!” Hopefully during a time he was free, too.

Jackson nodded, glad that her spirits seemed to be perking up again. “Of course I mean it, I wouldn’t lie.” Which was a big, fat lie, but she didn’t have to know that.

Jackson didn’t notice if Bunny was moving with more difficulty or any slower than she had been. If there was anything wrong, then she was covering it up well with her bright attitude. An attitude that Jackson just couldn’t get enough of. “Thanks!” he beamed back at her with a smile just as bright. “It’s all thanks to you! You’re such a good teacher!” On his own, Jackson never would have gotten this far. He laughed and scratched the back of his head sheepishly. “I’m glad I could help then. Anytime you need it~” He’d be there!

When she offered out her finger with the frosting, Jackson was taken aback only slightly. He was more caught up in the moment to really think about the ‘indecency’ of the action, as his grams would have put it. “It’s okay! I trust you,” he assured her before leaning forward and taking the finger and frosting both right into his mouth. Mmm…it was sweet. “Delicious,” he declared. Aww…he wanted to tease her right back now, just to see what her reaction was. Jackson mimicked her previous action and dipped his finger in the bowl of frosting, then held it out for her. “Try some?” Jackson didn’t think she would though, not from his finger. She’d probably fluster and blush and do something cute like that…which was what Jackson was going for, of course.

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If she wanted? If she wanted? Did that mean that Jackson wanted to?? Bunny’s mind was spinning with possibilities as they both stammered and blushed under the subject, until she got a sudden rush of courage. The tiny girl straightened up and looked the blonde boy in the eye, blurting out before she could lose her nerve,”Jackson, doyouwanttowatchamovieatmyhouse?” Hopefully he managed to understand what she said, because Bunny was too nervous to repeat it. Already she was red with embarrassment and clasped her hand over her mouth. Oh goodness, what had she done?

At least she managed another meek nod when he told her to give her a time to show off her favorite music. “O-okay… I will!” she promised. Maybe they could do both things at her house… If her parents said yes…

One of the reasons that Bunny dressed and acted the way she did was so that she could cover up the times when she wasn’t feeling well. She would be happy to know that it was working on Jackson. “Oh, gosh, I don’t know about that,” Bunny giggled behind her hand. “All I’m doing is giving you stuff to stir, I’m not that great of a teacher!” She was just thankful for his muscles. “You mean it?” she beamed. If he was offering, Bun might need to ask him to come help her stir things all the time! “I might just take you up on that,” she gleed.

Bunny continued to grin as Jackson leaned down and tasted the icing from her finger. “Well? How is it??” she asked with wide, expectant eyes. When he responded, she giggled and clapped her hands together happily. “Great!” Bunny was feeling some weird tingles after Jackson had done what he just did, but she didn’t think too much of it. When Jackson repeated what she had just done, Bun didn’t even stop to think about what she was doing – he had done it, after all! So she leaned in and popped her lips over his finger, melting as the sweet taste burst over her tongue. “Mmm…. Nummy,” she declared as she stood back up, smiling wide. “I think it’s time to shape the cinnamon rolls and put them in the oven!” She, of course, had no idea what effect she might have just had on the older boy.

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Jackson froze at the sudden outburst, trying to take a second to decipher what it was she actually rambled out at him at ten-thousand words per second. A movie? At her house? Is that what she said? A blush filled up his entire face, he was certain it looked like one of those cartoons where their heads seemed to fill with kool-aid. If it wasn’t hot in the room before, it definitely was now! Was he gaping? Oh, god, he was gaping and a fly was going to go right in there, wasn’t it? Jackson shut his mouth and cleared his throat. Twice. “Um……………………….sure?” he replied after a overextended pause. That wasn’t too weird either, was it?

Wow, did that mean they were going on a date? Like a real date? Well, it was a home date, but it was a lot more like a date than whatever this had been, right? Right??

“Well….I’m sure if I was working by myself, I wouldn’t burnt something, y’know? You’re so organized and good at this!” And he meant that too, he wasn’t just trying to flatter her or be nice. Jackson was terrible at cooking, his grams never let him help too much with dinner because of it. He grinned and nodded. “Of course I mean it! Just send me a text and I’ll come over if I can.” Because if he helped her cook, then that meant….he could try the frosting before they spread it! Or lick the bowl of it’s sugary chocolate batter! Or nibble on chocolate chips! Jackson was terrible, he knew he shouldn’t be eating all that stuff and it was just going to make him sick, but he had such a sweet tooth! He couldn’t help it!

That was his favorite part about baking. Tasting it before it was cooked. Or spread, in this case. “It’s good!” he said brightly. It was too! He wanted another taste already. But first, Bunny had to have her taste, and maybe after that…he could get a spoonful? Because there was only so much one could fit on a finger. Jackson held out his finger of frosting to the short girl(who was still a boy at this point, but he hardly noticed it at this point…which was a lie, but he didn’t think it was as strange as before though), and watched as she wrapped her lips over his finger and sucked the frosting right off…and licked it clean with her tongue…that white frosting…. Jackson stared at her as she did it, the whole act seeming to happen in slow motion….and looking terribly indecent at the same time.

How did his mind get in the gutter so quickly? He hardly moved from that spot, though barely managed a half smile when she burst out with excitement again at finishing the baking project. “R-right, we should roll them….shape….and put them in….” Nope, the boy’s brain had frozen stiff, and that wasn’t the only thing that was stiff either. “I…..I gotta go!” he said suddenly, turning his back to Bunny. Darnit! And they were just getting to the good part too!

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Bunny waited with bated breath for Jackson’s response. Her face was probably as red as his, and she nervously fiddled with a spoon, mentally smacking herself. Surely it was too soon to ask such a thing?? It had just been going so well, and he was so nice, and cute, and- wait, had he said yes?? Bun gawked at him for another few seconds before letting out an excited, incredulous giggle and clapping her hands together as she bounced on her toes. “Okay!” she beamed. “I’ll… I’ll make some cookies and… and popcorn, and everything!” Oh goodness, this was going to be amazing!!

She tried to calm herself and focus back on baking, but it was really hard when she was still gleeing inside her head. “O-oh, well, thanks!” she replied with a giggle and a bright smile. “I try. Youtube videos are better when you’re organized, so I guess it’s just habit!” And the offer to help her was just icing on the cake, so to speak. “Okay, I’ll do that,” she promised, still feeling giddy. He must really like her!

Bunny was completely oblivious to any sort of ‘indecency’ in innocently getting a taste of the frosting from Jackson’s finger. She just thought she was being cute, and flirty, and that he’d smile and giggle at the silliness of it. “Mmm…” She would have been glad to give Jackson a spoonful to taste, if he didn’t do what he did soon after. When he started speaking, Bunny just nodded and reached for the dough, preparing to start rolling it out and sprinkling cinnamon and sugar on it before they rolled it up, but then Jackson was- “H-huh?” she stammered at his sudden declaration. “You do…?” Before she could even say goodbye, he was rushing out of the room, and Bunny was left standing there, completely lost and confused and a little hurt. What… What had she done wrong? What had she said? Or maybe he just… had some sort of emergency? She sure hoped not…. But now she felt like crying.