Pinky Promise--Taekook

Cakeu

We get back to his house with all the ingredients. He sets them out while I turn on some music. The sun had set by now and Tae had walked quickly home. I'd chattered aimlessly hoping to distract him a bit. 

"Wait, I'm going to go change" He announces then looks at me from the stairs. "Do you need clothes?" 

"No, I'm good" I waved him off. I hear him run up the stairs. 

I walked over to my bag and pulled off my leather jacket. I loosened my tie and unbuttoned my dress shirt. I was wearing a simple white tank top under it. I walked back to the kitchen and realized what strange ingredients Taehyung had set out. 

He ran back down the stairs in big plaid pajama pants and a big white t-shirt. he sees e staring. He's really cute. 

"What kind of cake are we making Tae Tae?" I looked away. 

"Oh, guava cake" 

"What the hell is that?"

"Here, try it" He opens a can of guava juice and gives it to me. I testily take a sip. It was actually really good. 

"Ok, so what do we do?" I ask. 

"Well, I'll preheat the oven. Let's get started on the first layer. Here, you measure ingredients I'll put them in, and I'll get more ingredients as we go" I says while turning the oven to bake. 

"Yessir!" I salute. 

I pour the cake in the bowl, and he then passes me three eggs. "Ew." I say as I crack them. 

"What?" He peaks over my shoulder. I feel his chin on the crook of my neck. 

"Their slimy" I whine and wash my hands. He scoffs. 

"I'll add the coconut then loser" He goes over and grabs some coconut oil. 

"Hey!" I flick water at him. He glares at me, and I smiled, he then sprays me with a spray bottle. 

"Where did you get that?" I shrieked and ran around the kitchen island. 

"Get over here Kookie!" He yells and chases after me. I laughed again and run around the island. I suddenly stop and turn grabbing the bottle form his hand and hold it above his curly head. 

"Yah! give it back!" He jumps cutely. But I put it above the cabinets with a smug smile. He couldn't reach it up there. "Asshole" 

I laugh. "Come on, we have a cake to make." 

We pour the mixture into a pan, making a mess as we did. Taehyung starts to make the cream cheese layer and I make the Guava gel layer. When he's done, he puts it int he fridge and walks over to me. 

I watched him, standing at the oven taking over for me. He's really pretty he bit his li; very focused as his curls fell in his eyes. I had to stop myself from brushing it out of his eyes. 

I jumped off his counter hugging him from behind. He seemed surprised but continued to stir the gel. I see his arms; under proper light I saw how scarred they were. It hurt to look at them. I didn't want him to do that to himself anymore.

"What are we, a married couple?" He asks. 

"Would that be so bad?" I whisper. 

"No, I guess not" he replies. He smells like pine and baking ingredients. 

"You smell nice" I hum. 

"What do I smell like?" He scoffs, tilting his head back a bit. 

"Pine, fresh-baked cookies" I comment,