you'd fix the frosting into a plastic tube and decorate the fluffy cakes.
sweetness held by my sweetness.
and wipe frosting on my nose. I threw flour your way and you almost cried when it landed on the cake you were decorating.
You chased me with the frosting in your hand and the ruined cupcake in the other. I hid upstairs, inside your closet. You searched for me head to toe and swung open the closet door to find me curled up in a ball before shoving the pastry right square in my face.
that night I ended up cleaning baby blue frosting from inside my nose and off my long jet-black hair, and you ended up with flour hidden in places non-mentionable.
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Bitter Sweets 『byun baekhyun』
Fanfictie"the cupcake frosting tasted much more sweet from your lips" {lowercase indented}
