The one for me ? (Michael Afton x reader)

I quickly sat in my spot at the counter, all of my slouchiness was gone. I was getting quite excited. I thought it was quite funny that Michael still had the pigtails on. He cracked his knuckles and begun to work on the dough. 

Michael kneaded the dough. I was taking note of his expression, he was so focused. He had a concentrated look. I look at his arms, his muscles working through the pressure. I felt heat arise on my face and I quickly looked away. 

Placing the dough aside, Michael grabbed a rolling pin. I yawned, I was exhausted. I laid my head on the counter between my arms and gazed at Michael.

Michael started to roll the dough. He twisted the dough so he could spread it evenly. He set the pin aside.

"Get ready for the best thing ever" Michael smiled and took the dough in his hands. I gasped. Is he gonna spin the dough?

Michael tossed it in the air, it spun and landed back on his hands. 

"WOAH-" My jaw dropped. I really didn't know he could do that.

"Wanna try?" Michael asked holding the dough. 

"...uh..maybe not" I replied shaking my head.

"Oh cmonnn" Michael took my hand and guided me to the dough.

"Just hold it and throw it up." He handed me the dough. It felt soft. I nodded and threw it. It spun in the air and it started to fall. 

"HOLD ON- I GOT IT-" I waited for it to land on my hand. 

"uh..where did it-" I turned and saw Michael with the dough I just spun on his face. I burst out laughing. I heard Michael laugh as well. I chuckled and removed the dough off his face revealing a dusty Michael. I snicker and put the dough away. I mean, there was no use for it. Michael returned back to the counter. 

"Hold on- somethings on your face" I turn Michael around. He had flour on his face and hair. I ruffled up his hair and flour twirled around. I move on to his face. I wiped the flour off his face with my thumb. I squinted my eyes when a spot wouldn't go away. I smiled weakly. His face was much better. I didn't realise that I left my hand on his cheek.

"Oh uh-" I stuttered and let go. Michael held my wrist and put my hand back on his face. His cheeks were red, I could tell this was too much for him. His nose was still a bit bloody. He washed it when we came. I was honestly really flushed at the sudden movement. He..liked me touching his face?

My stomach rumbled. Michael broke out of his trance and smiled.

"Alright, lets cook that pizza" I chuckled and went over to the counter. 

"Alright. Show me how to make pizza!" I cracked my knuckles like Michael. I tied up my hair with a hair-tie which I had on my wrist. Michael smiled at my confidence.

"Alright princess. First you get some flour-"

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He showed me how to knead the dough. So far I had made my dough and now it was time to knead it and roll. 

"Okay? Just fold it, knead and roll it up" Michael demonstrated one last time. I nodded. I took my dough and tried to copy his actions. My tongue stuck out (force of habit I guess) as I kept trying to knead the dough. It was quite hard.

I heard Michael snigger. I gave him a frustrated look. 

"It's hard okay!" I  burrowed my eyebrows in frustration and Michael walked over. He shook his head with a smirk. He took my dough.

"Look- you need to be more rough." He started to knead the dough much more vigorously compared to me. I saw sweat form on his forehead.

"Okay okay! Pass it over" I grabbed the dough and started mimicking his actions. The dough started to form much better this way.