I visited you often again.
you no longer baked. You never greeted me with oven mitts or wooden spoons or flour in your head anymore. those days had vanished. instead you held open the door with a cigarette in between your cracked lips.
I would only visit to check up on you and clean your house as you never cared to do so anymore. You only slept and snacked on garbage.
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Bitter Sweets 『byun baekhyun』
Fanfiction"the cupcake frosting tasted much more sweet from your lips" {lowercase indented}