Enjolras ran a rough hand through his messy hair, undoubtedly getting flour in it, and slammed his fist on the counter.
He had seen people do it many times before, why was it so hard for him. He gets great grades in university, organizes citizen-run governmental programs, and gives speeches about the importance of liberty and equality for all.
But the second he tries to do something nice for his girlfriend, he suddenly becomes an incompetent failure.
The sudden beep of the oven jarred him from his thoughts. He turned back to the counter and studied his mess in defeat.
Cupcake batter splattered all across the kitchen table, a pile of sprinkles on the floor from where he had dropped the bottle earlier, and melted frosting dripping down the wall, identifying exactly where he had thrown it in his state of annoyance.
"Damn!" He cursed. As soon as Eponine got home, she would lecture him about how stupid of an idea that was, send him out so she could clean it up, and probably make him sleep on the couch tonight to top it all off.
The door forcefully flew open and Eponine stumbled inside.
Eponine, with her messily immaculate bun and her stunning coffee-colored eyes (Positively one of the reasons why he loves coffee so much). Eponine, struggling to carry eight shopping bags and clutching a small package of toilet paper between her head and shoulder.
He rushed over to help her while she recited everything that she bought.
"K, so I got toilet paper, makeup wipes, some of that special shampoo that you like, some ravioli, frozen pizza, more coffee, milk, dish soap, some new towels, since Joly deemed the ones we previously had "unsanitary", some pickles, oh, and they had a special '5 pairs of briefs for $5' deal, so I had to take advantage. I got the red ones, of course and-" She stared behind him as the nervous blonde stood sheepishly rocking back and forth on his feet.
"Enjolras?" She blew a rebellious stray hair out of her eyes; he watched as it reluctantly took its place alongside its frizzy counterparts.
Enjolras raised his eyebrows innocently in response.
"What did the boys do to our kitchen?" She said, not blinking.
"Um, this was all me, love." He knew it would be easier, and more believable, to blame it all on Courfeyrac. But he didn't want to deal with Joly's wrath later.
"Oh, okay. Well, what on Earth did you do to our kitchen?" She said, brushing past my arm.
"I know earlier I said that I didn't want you to feel like you had to do something for our anniversary, but you do so much for me and I really wanted to make you something special."
"So you made me a mess?"
"I was attempting to make you cupcakes, but the damned box was too difficult to decipher and I dropped the sprinkles and I got kinda pissed so I threw the frosting against the wall." Enjolras confessed; he felt silly explaining his childish outburst to her.
She flung herself at him, and he caught her gingerly, expecting the worst.
"I love you," she mumbled into his broad shoulder as some flour from his hair flew down to her shirt.
"and I love you darling." He said in relief. "and I'll clean this all up, I promise." He added for good measure.
"You're damn right you will." She said with a small smile.
He chuckled and shook his head.
"But it will be here tomorrow, don't worry. Tonight we have some sprinkle-less cupcakes to save."
"You can fix them?!"
"No, but we can make more from scratch." She unwrapped her arms from around his neck and pulled him the kitchen.
They put on their matching Christmas aprons, which had been a gag-gift from the boys that they had actually grown to love.
Enjolras kissed Eponine on her head, and she kissed him on his nose, and they got to work.
Ahh! I really enjoyed writing this one shot for some reason and I got kinda carried away. Sorry if you were expecting more actual baking Anna, but there will be plenty of cleaning/cooking/baking fluffy one shots to come! Also, I have this weird headcanon, where Joly and Courfeyrac are together. Sorry if it sounds weird, but it's like an opposites attract kinda thing. Courfeyrac is wild and fun; Joly is safe and a neat freak. Comment if you want some of them together (they'll definitely be here more in the future), or if you hate them together.