Namjoon POV
"Hyung~!" I whine. "I wanna do something fun."
"Like what, darling?" My boyfriend looks up from his phone.
"I dunno.....wait! I wanna bake cupcakes." I giggle. "I saw this couple bake together an' I thought it was really cute. So I wanna try it."
"Well I'm sure we have ingredients here somewhere, my love." Seokjin stands up. "What kind of cupcakes?"
"I dunno. Anything is fine." I wrap my arms around him. "Carry me?"
"You're so spoiled." He shakes his head, but lifts me up anyway.
"That's your fault." I nuzzle my face in the crook of his neck. "You give me lots an' lots of attention, and buy me things too."
"Yeah, you're my baby boy. 'Course I'm gonna spoil you a bit." He chuckles.
"A bit? Hyung, every time you leave the house you always return with a gift for me. You literally go to work and bring me some sort of gift afterwards." I lift my head and smile at him.
"Well yeah....I feel bad for leaving you here in this big house, all alone." He pecks my lips, gently placing me down onto the counter.
"Babe, I have the boys to keep my company." I giggle.
"Mhm, but none of them can kiss or cuddle you like I can." He pouts after thinking for a moment. "They better not be kissing you."
"They're not, relax baby." I giggle. I cup his face with my hands and peck his lips.
"I love it when you call me that." He hums, leaning into my touch.
"I love it when you call me any pet name." I smile softly.
"Really? How 'bout baby boy? Or kitten?" He raises an eyebrow, smirking a bit.
"Y-Yah, stop that~!" I whine. "We got off track, we need stuff for cupcakes."
He doesn't respond. Instead he leans forward and captures my lips in a passionate kiss. Forgetting all about the cupcakes, I thread my fingers through his soft brown hair. Kissing Seokjin is always the highlight of my day. He's so gentle, like he's afraid he'll hurt me.
After kissing him so many times throughout our 3 years together, I've picked up on a few of his habits. Seokjin is usually the one to initiate the kiss, cause he knows how shy I am. He always places his hands on my thighs when I'm on his lap, but on my waist when I'm not. He also tends to break the kiss every few minutes, just to make sure that I'm comfortable.
I finally decide to pull away from the kiss, much to his dismay. He pouts at me, his auburn eyes glistening with disappointment.
"C'mon, let me kiss you a little more." He groans.
"Nope! You won't be getting another kiss from me until these cupcakes are in the oven." I cross my arms.
"You're so unfair!" He huffs. He gives in after a moment and grabs the ingredients for the cupcakes.
"Do you know what you're doing?" I ask.
"Of course. My dad taught me how to bake." He shrugs. "Come here, I'll show you."
I hop off of the counter and walk over to my boyfriend. "You stand here. I'll stand behind to guide you."
"What if I mess up?" I pout.
"Joonie, baby it really doesn't matter if you mess up." Seokjin chuckles.
"Yeah it does." My pout deepens. "I want them to taste good."
"They will, I promise." He reassures me. "Add two cups of that."
When the batter is finished and ready to be dumped into the pans, I take some on my finger and swipe it across his nose.
"Hey! You brat!" He chuckles. He dips his finger in He batter and swipes it across my lips. "Here, let me get that for you~!"
He swiftly connects our lips again to get rid of the batter. "Real smooth. And I thought I said no kissing 'til these were in the oven."
"I'm a rebel." He wraps his arms around me.
"Jinnie, I'm trying to put this in the oven." I giggle. He just presses his lips to my neck, igniting my protests. "Kim Seokjin."
"Alright, alright." He sighs, releasing me from his grip. After the cupcakes are in the oven, we go into the living room to cuddle.
"You sure I'm the submissive one in this relationship?" I tease him.
"Of course you are." He scoffs. "You're to baby to top."
"You're not wrong." I shrug. "Love you, Jin."
"Love you too, Joon."
