𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐀 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡 ⋅⋅⋅ 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇs ; ʟᴇᴇ ʜᴇᴇsᴇᴜɴɢ

CONTEXT:
↳ You have taken an interest in baking ever since quarantine started. You've already bought all of the ingredients, but there's one issue. You don't know the first thing about baking. You call your boyfriend over to come and help you bake the cookies.

STORY:
I tied a knot at the back of the apron, making sure it fit around his waist. "You called me over to bake cookies?" His eyebrow raised. I nodded in response, attempting to pick up the large bag of flour off the ground. "Let me help you." He bent down and carried the bag of flour to the kitchen table. "Couldn't you just read some recipe online?"

"But I thought it would be more fun baking with you. The cookies you made for Sunghoon's birthday were really good and I just thought that I should learn from the semi professional." I brought out the bags of granulated and brown sugar. "What do we do first?"

"Well, you can sit down and watch me mix the dry ingredients." He smiled.

"But, I want to help!" I whined. He handed me a shiny, white egg. "Crack it and put it into the bowl."

"Okay..this shouldn't be too hard," I mumbled to myself. I held the egg in my hand as my hand slowly felt colder and colder. I paused, not knowing what to do. Heeseung was busy measuring the flower and dumping them into the mixing bowl. I looked towards him, silently waiting for him to notice me.

"What is it?" He asked as he took the butter carefully out of the fridge. He hadn't even looked my way, yet he knew that I'd need help.

I held up the egg that was lying in my palm, my fingers gently wrapped around it. He sighed as he set the butter down next to the metallic, silver bowl. He grabbed the other large egg and tapped it against the table, my eyes wandered towards the cracks. I lightly tapped the egg, creating tiny cracks, but not nearly as much as Heeseung had made on his. I stared at the egg with a confused expression. I continued to lightly tap the egg on the table, making no progress. Out of frustration, I smack the egg, causing the liquidy insides to flow out and create a mess on the marble table. Heeseung grabbed a towel and wiped the mess as I froze. "How am I suppose to make cookies if I can't even crack a stupid egg?" I sighed. Heeseung hugged me from behind, "Don't worry, I'll teach you."

"I think it'll be impossible for a klutz like me."

"You'll do fine, you have me here with you." His fingers entwined with mine.

I nodded slowly, "What's the next step?"

After mixing all of the ingredients, we started shaping the cookies. I took a small chunk of the mix of dough and chocolate chips and molded it into a small ball. I set it onto the thin sheet of parchment paper. Heeseung did the same besides me. "Maybe you're not so useless after all," he teased.

"You haven't seen my full potential yet," I booped his nose. I bursted out giggling as I realized that I had rubbed cookie dough onto his face.

His eyes wandered towards me with a blank expression. "What is it?"

"You.." I continuously laughed as I tried to finish my sentence. "You...have cookie dough..on your nose."

"My nose?" He rubbed the bridge of his nose, rubbing even more cookie dough onto his face. He looked down at his hands, "Where is it? Oh sh- I put more didn't I?" I watched as he started rubbing off bits of cookie dough on his hands.

"Just let me wipe it off." I reached my hand out, but there was a pull on my wrist.

"You're planning on smearing the dough, aren't you?"

"It was a thought," I chuckled. "Here, I'll wash my hands first." I washed my hands under the running flow of water from my sink. I washed off the little bits of dough between my fingers and in my fingernails. I grabbed a towel and dried my hands before proceeding to wipe off the dough. I cleaned it off as he held up his messy hands. He smiled mischievously and gently placed his hands on my cheeks. My eyes widened as I felt the moisture of the thin layer of dough, resting on my face. I paused, not knowing whether to scream or to pull his hands off.

Our eyes met and our lips touched. He pulled away with a bright smile. "This actually was fun."

A/N: I actually can't bake, someone please help me

@stupidstay thanks for the idea of the base of the story

also, I don't think liquidy is a word..