(2) 1.Baking him a cake
João had complained to you about how he could never find the perfect cake.
Either it was too dry or had too much cream in it or vice versa, there was just no cake to satisfy him.
Or so he thought.
You had taken it upon yourself to make him a cake. Many people said that your baking was incredible, so you thought why not give it a shot.
"This can't hurt right?" You mumbled, setting up the ingredients.
"Babe!" You called, hearing a grumble from the room.
You knew you wouldn't be able to hear him properly, so you went into the room.
"Yesh," He said, smiling at you.
"If you had to chose, what's your favourite cake?" You asked him, leaning against the door.
He thought for a moment, "Maybe chocolate fudge cake? Why?"
"Just wondering, everyone has a favourite cake," You told him, as he blew you a kiss and pulled the covers back over his head.
You went back into the kitchen and began preparing the cake, knowing João was now asleep.
***********You were quite impressed with yourself as you studied the cake, topping it off with chocolate chips sprinkled on the top.
You weren't sure if he would like it though, knowing his pickiness for cakes. You pouted as you took a picture of it, and then made sure it was perfect, sweeping at the sides where it had over spilled.
But João saw it all, and you didn't even realise. How you were so concentrated in what you were doing, and how you made cute little faces as you stuck your tongue out slightly.
"All this for me?" He asked, making you jump.
"Oh João, you scared me," You giggled as he came over, "It was supposed to be a surprise."
He noticed your pout as he said that and apologised for ruining it.
"Was this for me for my birthday tomorrow?" He asked as you nodded.
"I know you're very picky, so I decided to make you one instead."
"Can I try it?" He asked as you nodded again, cutting a slice for him to eat.
You watched in anticipation as he took a bite, trying to study his face as he ate it.
"Okay, wow. I've found a favourite cake. This is perfect!" He told you, pretty much stuffing the rest in his mouth.
You smiled, happy that he liked it.
"You might have to make another though, although I won't mind," He told you, going to grab another slice.
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