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Jung Hoseok- Mess

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"We don't need that" Hoseok chuckles as I place a bag of chocolate chip cookie dough in the cart. "We're making them from scratch"

I turn on my heels and stand proudly in front od my boyfriend, a satisfied grin on my face.
"Well yeah I know, but this is for when I'm hungry tonight at 3 am" i explain and J-hope smiles.

"You're something else"
"I know, that's why you're with me" I wink at him
"I mean I guess" J-hope shrugs and I gasp loudly.

"This bitch"
He chuckles and places his right hand on the small of my back, pushing me slightly towards the end of the aisle.

"I won't make fun of you if you give me some"
"Deal." We lock hand and laugh before continuing our shopping trip.

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"One cup of flour" I read silently to myself and giggle when I feel Hoseok's lips behind my ear.
"Whatcha doin'?" He asks, tightening his grip on my waist.
"Reading the recipe over and over again to kind of get an idea of what we're doing" i explain and he nods.

"Do you need help reading?"
"No, I think those few classes in first grade helped me a lot with that" I laugh
"Fine then, reject your hobi" he sighs and pulls away from me.
"No~" I whine and extend my arms towards his body as He walks away.

"Nope" I see a small smile playing on his lips as he turns his back to me.

"Meanie" He grins and turns to look at me before planting a small kiss to my forehead.
"Let's go bake those long awaited cookies"

"So what should I do, m'am?" He asks and I point to the cupboards.
"Take out a bowl, the mesuring cups, and all the utensils we'll need. Plus the mixer thanks" I order and he nods, turning around to start grouping the objects.

I take out two aprons from the back of the pantry's door and place one around my waist and chest while I give the other to j-hope.
"Thanks" he smiles

"Alright, shall we start?"
J-hope nods and we settle in front of the counter in my kitchen, the ingredients and utensils spread out in front of us.

"Take one cup of flour and mix it with the salt, baking powder and sugar." I tell him and he nods, doing as told.

"Can I do the eggs?" I ask my boyfriend and he laughs, nodding for me to go on.
I squeal excitedly and take out 3 eggs and quickly crack them open in a bowl, making sure I don't get any shell in it.

we continue with the recipe and finish the cookies off with a bake in the oven.

"How long?" J-hope asks, the timer in his hands.

"17 minutes" I smile at him and he nods, placing the timer down on the counter and taking off his apron.

"That leaves us enough time for some smexy stuff if you know what I mean" he wiggles his eyebrows and takes a step towards me.

"Smexy?" I giggle, placing my hands on his chest and kissing his cheek.
"Yes. Something wrong with that?" He asks, showing me his award winning smile and my heart flutters
"Nothing wrong with that, but I need to check on the cookies once in a while, so it'll have to be after they come out of the oven"

"Aw, okay, let's cuddle then" he smiles and takes my hand, leading me to the living room and plopping down onto the couch, my body on top of him.
I roll to my left and land on the soft material of the sofa as my head lays on top of Hoseok's chest.

"This was fun" he breathes into my hair after a couple of minutes and I nod, cuddling deeper into his neck that smells oh so fucking good.

"Indeed it was"
"Tired?" He chuckles when he sees my closed eyelids.
"No" i hum "just really comfortable" i smile and kiss under his ear.
"That tickles" he giggles and jerks his head away from mine as I laugh
"Sorry"
"It's okay"

The time dings after a couple of minutes and we both get up to check on the cookies.
"I forgot we had to check on them once in a while... oops?" I raise my brow at j-hope and he  chuckles, taking the tray of cookies out of the warm oven, smiling when he looks at their state.

"They turned out perfect, you're fine babe" he says and I nod, taking out the icing and other decorations from the cupboards.
"We'll let them cool off and then we can decorate them, how about we watch Netflix while waiting?" I ask and j-hope pouts, crossing his arms accross his chest.

"But I want to do them now" he whines and I chuckle, approaching my 23 years old boyfriend that's acting like a 5 year old.
"The icing's gonna melt baby" I tell him in a baby voice and he glares at me, causing a laugh to erupt from my chest.

"Fine, fine, whatever you want" I surrender as his stare digs holes in my soul.
"Yay!" He cheers and laughs (I LOVE HIS LAUGH ITS SO PURE AND BEAUTILA SND NSKSJCJQKXKQKAM. Continue)

"What are you doing on yours?" I ask and he shrugs.

"Some stupid shit that'll probably fail, how about you?" He replies and I giggle, showing him the start of my smiley face-ish cookie.

"Not bad for a girl with no talent" he teases and I gasp loudly before squeezing the tube in his direction, the blue icing landing straight onto his perfectly plump lips.

"Kids these days" he grins, poking out his tongue to lap at the sugary substance.
"Shush and work on your 'art'"
"No it's not fair then" he says and I furrow my brows.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean~" he doesn't finish his sentense as he squirts (( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)) yellow icing on my shirt.

"Oh you are so on!" I scream and reach out for the the flour before pouring it onto his head as he gasps
"You did not just- you bitch" he laughs as I smear red icing all over his face.
"Gimme a kiss babe" he puckers his lips and grabs my waist, making sure I can't go anywhere.

"No, shit go away you humpty dumpty lookin' ass" I groan, swerving my face away from his as he pulls me closer
"Love me" he sings and presses his cheek to mine, shaking his head to be completely sure that the icing is everywhere.

"Fuck you" i glare at him once he releases me
"Anytime, anywhere baby girl" his dimples show as he smiles.

We go on with the food war for another 5 minutes until we step back and realize the mess we made.

"My mum is gonna kill me" I chuckle as I look at our clothes, the floor, the counters and even the ceiling.

"At least we'll have good cookies to give her" J-hope smiles, before looking down at the tray.

"Wait fuck no, they melted and now look like your uncle lary"
"I don't have an uncle lary."
"Just go with it."