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Day 6: Taehyung

You danced along to the music playing throughout the house, Taehyung, your boyfriend of many years now - were making some Christmas treats such as mince pies, and some gingerbread. You hummed, looking at the flour left in the bag which wasn't enough to justify using on anything at all - including sprinkling it on your worktop to make sure any dough didn't stick and you got a grin.

"Y/N, what should we do next?" The both of you had finished the entire making, and everything was baking in the oven. That's when you knew you had to strike-

You turned as fast as you could with the flour and launched it at him, watching as it coated him from head to toe. His eyes widened as he looked at you in disbelief.

"I'm hurt, how could you do such a thing to me." He gasped before starting to fake cry. But you noticed him reaching for the near full bag of flour beside him and your eyes widened.

"Taehyung, do-" You were cut off by flour covering you, and you coughed slightly before opening your eyes. He stood there with a triumphant grin - and you narrowed your eyes. "It's on now, Taehyung!"

You scooped up some more flour and threw it at him once more. He chuckled and quickly advanced towards you, pulling you close and shaking all the flour from his hair onto you causing you to try and escape from his grasp. He grinned at this, half smirking and he lent down to connect your lips until you heard coughing from the kitchen doorway. You both jumped apart and looked in the direction of the sound to see the rest of Bangtan stood there with smirks.

"I hope you haven't burnt our Christmas treats~" They spoke teasingly, causing you to jump in alarm and run to the oven. You opened it to see that the gingerbread were a lovely golden brown and the mince pies were just right. You sighed in relief and Taehyung came up with the oven gloves and took them out and set them aside. "It looks like a snow storm occurred - what's happened?"

"Flour fight, she started it." Taehyung pointed in your direction with a grin, causing you to narrow your eyes.

"I might've, but you made the most mess." You retorted and he laughed and pulled you close, coating you in the flour he had covering him.