#I made homemade puff pastry dough

[oranberrie]

Enjoying work so much that I’m not even gonna call out sick when I should.

[angelmush]

having horrific insomnia so here is what im cookin this week:

- tonight for dinner i remade an easy meal from a few weeks ago w smokey caramelized salmon, rice, and a limey mango avocado salsa

- i also made a ball of pasta dough that is chilling in the fridge for tomorrow’s dinner which will be little squiggly noodles with hot italian sausage and clams and a sort of brothy lemon wine sauce

- wednesday is my five year anniversary w my angel gf and we have a picnic planned! i am making an entire menu to bring to the park. i feel deeply in my heart that picnics are many many courses, meant to be enjoyed one at a time over a lazy afternoon. so we will start with focaccia smeared w whipped butter i made, slices of radish, + salty anchovy filets. then a bright arugula salad with crispy prosciuttto and sweet tuscan cantaloupe and mozzarella. after that, focaccia sandwiches with pan seared chicken thighs, burratta, peaches, homemade spinach basil pesto, and arugula. and finally, a cornmeal olive oil cake w a wild blueberry + lavender sauce. putting all my heart n soul into this meal. :-)

- for thursday i will make some buttermilk fried chicken sammies and french fries ! i will also meal prep a pesto asparagus snap pea pasta salad w the rest of the pesto and other green things i have laying around that can withstand sitting in the fridge for a day.

- friday my gf is going to make a puff pastry pizza w some pie dough i made and froze, mushrooms, a gorgonzola cream sauce we got, and the leftover prosciutto

- saturday i work late so will likely grab something at work

sunday - my pre-planned pesto pasta salad bc i’m a meal prepper now

[najia-cooks]

[ID: Three rectangular, dark golden brown pastries on a plate. The pastries are filled with a deep golden curd, drizzled with white icing, and garnished with sprigs of fresh thyme and curls of lemon peel. A lemon wedge sits to the left of the plate. End ID.]

Puff pastry tarts with lemon-thyme curd

Flaky, crispy puff pastry is topped with a homemade lemon curd in this classic mini-tart recipe, perfect for breakfast, brunch, tea, or dessert. The savory pastry and the brightness of the lemon cut the sweetness of the curd, while fresh thyme adds a bit of minty, peppery complexity.

Recipe under the cut!

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Makes 12 pastries.

Ingredients:

For the pastry:

1 batch puff pastry

For the curd:

1/2 cup granulated sugar

1/2 tablespoon agar agar flakes (or 1/2 tsp agar powder)

1/4 cup fresh lemon juice (about 2 lemons)

Zest of two lemons (about 1/2 Tbsp)

1/2 cup (120g) non-dairy margarine

2 sprigs fresh thyme leaves, removed from stems and minced

Pinch salt

Crack of black pepper (optional)

Replace the agar with 1 Tbsp of cornstarch in a pinch.

For the 'egg' wash:

1 Tbsp non-dairy milk

1 Tbsp agave nectar

Instructions:

For the curd:

1. Juice and zest the lemons. Scrub lemons under running water for a few seconds to clean their peels (especially if they're not organic). Use a surform tool to zest the lemons, or use a vegetable peeler to remove just the top layer of the peel (trying not to take too much of the white pith) into strips, and then mince.

Press and roll the lemons firmly against a hard surface to make juicing easier, then cut them in half and juice with a reamer or citrus press. Pass the juice through a fine sieve to remove seeds and fibers.

2. Make the curd. Whisk together sugar, agar or cornstarch, lemon zest, thyme, and salt in a small pot. Add lemon juice and stir to combine. Add margarine.

3. Bring curd mixture to a low boil over medium heat, whisking constantly. Lower the heat to medium low for and continue to cook, stirring often, or 10-30 minutes until thickened.

You will know it is thick enough when you can run a finger across the back of a spoon dipped in the curd, and the trail your finger made does not collapse back into the curd but remains visible. Keep in mind that it will thicken further as it cools!

4. Remove curd from the pot into a bowl and refrigerate until cold.

For the wash:

Whisk ingredients together in a small bowl. Set aside.

To assemble:

1. Cut your puff pastry in half and refrigerate the half you're not working with. Roll the other half out into an 8 x 12” (20 x 30cm) rectangle, then cut it into 6 4” (10cm) squares.

2. With a small, sharp knife, score the edges of each square to form a smaller square about two inches in diameter in the center of each pastry. Be careful not to cut all the way through the pastry—you just want to create a little bit of separation while leaving the square in one piece.

3. Refrigerate the dough squares you have formed and repeat with the other half of the puff pastry.

4. Brush the pastry squares with the 'egg' wash mixture and bake in a preheated oven at 400 °F (205 °C) for 10-15 minutes, until golden brown.

5. Using a sharp knife, gently trace over the previously scored squares to re-separate; press each central square down, leaving the outer borders puffy and elevated.

6. Add a dollop of lemon curd to each square and garnish with thyme, mint, or candied lemon peel, or drizzle with a mixture of powdered sugar and non-dairy milk.

Note that non-vegan recipes for puff pastry tarts with fruit curd often instruct you to bake them, for some or all of the cooking time, with the curd already added—with an eggless curd, I found that this resulted in the curd bubbling up and spilling over the sides of the pastries, then burning to the bottom.

[niftyrecipe]

Puff Pastry Cookies

Love simple and fast recipes? Puff pastry - baking without hassle. It is enough only to get the finished dough from the fridge in advance so that it unfreezes and becomes elastic. From the puff pastry you can prepare a lot of tasty, soft and fluffy pastries with a salty or sweet filling. The site already has roses with apples made of puff pastry, cottage cheese and lemon zest turnovers and puffs with pears and walnuts. Today I propose to prepare simple and very fragrant cookies with cocoa and ground cinnamon from puff pastry. Homemade pastries are very crispy and layered and just melt in the mouth.

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[sjweminem]

dennis go ahead and look up how homemade puff pastry is made. i am going to do that to you for passing on my special boy.

AM I THE DOUGH ARE YOU GONNA FLATTEN ME LIKE WHAT DIDN'T HAPPEN TO STRAHM IN SAW V

[feyburner]

FEYBURNER YOU WERE HUNGRY AND JUST *MADE* FILO????? PHYLLO??? WHATEVER

YOU JUST MADE IT???? I would have walked away with a handful of cheese I bow to your dedication

😂💛💛 Lololol to be fair I never made filo before yesterday bc I assumed it would be super hard! But then I tried and it turned out to be no harder than pie crust (just takes longer bc of rolling out individual dough balls). Tbh it’s even easier than homemade puff pastry!

I will say though, my roommates are leaving this weekend and I don’t cook like this when it’s just me eating. I will probably just have leftovers/fruit and veg with hummus for dinner or something. But when I’m cooking for my roommates or anyone else I make a real dinner!

[justworthlessreblogs]

I think they made the dough from scratch? Which would take 36 hours according to this site (thespruceeats(.)com/homemade-puff-pastry-from-scratch-recipe-1806158). Ciel also mentioned the feuilletage inversé, which according to this French website, still takes 5 hours to make (mapatisserie(.)fr/recette/pates/recette-pate-feuilletee-inversee/)

omg thank you

[readysetjo]

My online recipes for your autumn baking:

I made these once and really enjoyed them.

These are one of my favorite things to make ever and have had people request that I make them! My tip is to make your own puff pastry. Puff pastry is usually difficult but this recipe below is truly honestly so easy.

You can use this dough for almost any puff pastry recipe I imagine.

[tynajmetzner]

My First Time Making Homemade Pastries

I cheated a bit here by buying a box of Puff Pastry Dough…One box made 12 generous pastries! *Washed & dried my fruit- added 3 tablespoons sugar and 1 teaspoon of corn starch to the fruit. I chose raspberries, blue and black berries. Fold well. Let this rest while you prepared the cream cheese filling and thaw the puff pastry dough. I thawed the puff pastry dough on a piece of waxed paper, on…

[360newstamil]

Easy Cinnamon Rolls | The Nutritionist Reviews

Easy Cinnamon Rolls are ready in no-time with store-bought puff pastry (or pizza dough)! Ooey and gooey with cinnamon sugar and cream cheese frosting. I absolutely LOVE cinnamon rolls but have never made them homemade. Recently, I had a package of puff pastry on hand and decided to make them into these easy cinnamon rolls and it turned out so delicious. I’m going to be forward and say these are…

[evening-starlight]

Daddy’s Best Friend

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        Amaris giggles as Armel sticks his tongue out in defiance towards the pastry dough that wasn't working with him. She sits on the counter, watching her boyfriend make homemade puff pastries for her family.

    It had been three days since Amaris kissed Tom, and she still hadn't told Armel. It was just to get Tom out of her system, but she continued to compare Armel's sweet and soft kisses to Tom's possessive ones from just a few days prior. She was constantly thinking about Tom when she was with Armel. Maybe it was the guilt she felt because she was holding a secret, or perhaps it's because she didn't want Tom to be just a one-time thing.

    Armel sees her lost in her own head again and tosses a pinch of flour at her, earning a gasp of shock. "You're in your head, Mon Amour. Tell me what I can do," He says as he parks himself between her legs, looking at her with concern.

    "Just thinking," Amaris shrugs, smiling.

    "About what?" Armel asks, tilting his head to the side.

    "How you're going to pay," Armel looks confused and goes to ask a question but is cut off when Amaris cracks an egg on his head. He gasps and stares at his lovely girlfriend, who has a giant smile as yolk runs down his hair and into his face.

    Armel's face slowly changes from shock into a playful smirk. "Oh shit," Amaris laughs, trying to get off the counter. Armel's quicker, pulling her off and holding her back against his chest. They both laugh maniacally, not hearing the front door open and close.

    Tom hears them, though. He makes his way into the kitchen, expecting to see Amaris and one of her siblings but finds a scene that causes his heart to ache. She looked so happy with Armel, laughing and cursing at him to let her go as he tickles her sides. Amaris looked like a kid in love, eyes bright and shining as they meet his.

    "Hey," She exclaims, pushing out of Armel's arms. The room suddenly became hotter, and her cheeks turn red. She shouldn't be ashamed of the affection her boyfriend was giving her, but seeing Tom while doing it caused her to feel embarrassed.

    "Mr. Tom, sir," Armel greets, giving a small wave. "Would you enjoy a pastry? Amaris and I made them," He offers Tom a baking sheet of already cooled pastries. Tom takes one with a tight smile.

    "Dad's not here, I don't think," Amaris says as she scratches the back of her head, a nervous habit she learned from her dad. She didn't like Tom being here, this close to Armel. He might try to confess what they did.

    But she craved being near Tom and can't help as she steps closer to him. "I was actually looking for Juno. They wanted help rehearsing something for school," Tom says. He had gone to numerous acting camps, so he was the first one Juno called when they were having troubles with their school play lines. Tom takes a few small steps towards Amaris after stating his business in their house.

    He couldn't help it; he wanted to touch her again. When he held her that evening, he felt nothing he's felt before. Her hands in his hair made him weak in the knees and chest tight. She was addictive in the best ways.

    Juno skips into the kitchen, wearing one of Amaris's crop tops, and smiling when they see Tom standing there. "Hey, Tom. Thank you for helping me with the reading. Is there a certain place you want to do it?"

    "Is that my shirt, Juno?" Amaris asks, eyeing the black top with a single daisy in the center. "That's my damn top," She announces.

    "It was in my basket, so it's mine now." Juno retorts, sticking their tongue out at their sister.

    "Fine, then I'll just happen to find your favorite pair of sweatpants in my laundry basket and decide to tie-dye them." Juno rolls their eyes at their dramatic sibling.

    "Whatever, Amaris. I'll have someone wash it and put it in your basket when I'm done with it," They say before looking up at Tom. "I was thinking the front room, so I don't have to hear this demon."

    "You'll pay for that," Amaris calls as Juno turns on their heel to leave. They flip Amaris off on the way out. "Whore," Amris yells.

    "Only on days that end in Y," Juno calls back before closing the front room doors.

    When they're gone, Armel pulls on Amaris's arm to get her closer to him. "Mon Amour," He whispers, smirking down at her. "You look divine." Egg drips from his nose onto Amaris's forehead, causing both to laugh. "I may need a shower here soon," He says, breaking away to grab a towel to wipe off his face and Amaris's forehead. His touch is light and caring, cradling Amaris's head as he wipes yolk off of her. "You play dirty, Mon Amour, so just wait." His words hold no threat, only making Amaris giggle.

    "You're all bark, no bite," Amaris teases, pecking Armel's not-egged cheek. "And I love you for that."

    Armel picks Amaris up by the waist, causing the girl to squeal, and spins her around like he used to in Paris, just to hear her giggle. Which happened to be Armel's favorite sound in the world.

    This love was so carefree and innocent. It was like watching two teenagers fall in love for the first time. They fell for each other hard and fast, leaving no room for others the last year. Amaris wasn't going to throw away that feeling over one kiss with someone who didn't make her feel like this.

    Sure, Tom made Amaris's brain malfunction and her knees to buckle; but it was all temporary. She was in love with Armel and lusted after Tom. How could she not? Those beautiful blue eyes of him made Amaris swoon just thinking about them. And Tom's hands left fireworks wherever they touched.

    But with Armel, Amaris knew he loved her. He showed her that every waking hour of the day with good morning texts, breakfast in bed, and adventures around New York. He was her current love. But Amaris knew he wasn't her one true love. At least not yet. Perhaps she could learn to have him be her one true love. She was his, after all.

    The couple continues to bake and laugh together, each giggle and snort sending agony deep into Tom's heart. He almost had her if he had just acted sooner. Tom could have had the girl of his dreams, but she was already in love with someone else. But, if she was so in love with Armel, why did she kiss Tom like it was the end of the world? With so much passion and emotion, Tom gets dizzy thinking about it. If she loved Armel, it would have never happened. So maybe, just maybe, Tom had an inkling of a chance with Amaris.

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[chikkou]

i just started watching the great british baking show and i just have to say that it is the one good contribution britain has made to the world in the last 500 years. i thought it would be boring but by the end i was criticizing the bakers’ puff pastry like ive ever even looked at homemade dough in my fucking life LMAO

[amphoraeus]

I have a non sim question, I remember you were talking about making eclairs? Do you have a favorite recipe you would recommend for vanilla/classic eclairs?

Hey toast! I’ve done cream puffs with my sister on one of our baking days. The choux dough was easier to pipe into puffs versus the long shape of eclairs for a noob such as myself :)

I used this pastry cream recipe and the dough itself I got from a cookbook but this recipe looks promising. Don’t do the vanilla pudding filling cheat from the dough recipe.Trust me, the time taken to make a homemade pastry cream is time well spent. It tastes AMAZING. The original choux from when I made the cream puffs came from a French cookbook my sister had but this recipe looks very promising as well. One tip I can give you is to make sure the eggs you use aren’t too big! I made the mistake of using some jumbo eggs for choux dough once and it turned into a runny mess. Use normal sized eggs! xD

[cakeforbreakfastbook]

I have never made Hamentaschen, from scratch, before! I decided that this was the year to start. #FearlessFriday • • • In the past I have made them from grocery store pie dough and even frozen puff pastry dough. • • • I followed @leah.Koenig recipe from The Jewish Cookbook. I liked her recipe because it was simple and not super sweet dough. • • • For the fillings I used Nutella and also Strawberry Jam. They were delicious. • • • #whiskinthesouthern #cakeforbreakfast #stepuptosensational #shoeboxfullofrecipes #thinkoutsidetherecipe • • • #hamentaschen #cookie #recipe #nutella #strawberryjam #foodie #yum #foodblogger #foodstagram #food #yummy #delicious #fresh #homemade #homecook #goodeats #igfood #instayum #hungry #foodblog #eat #foodpics #foodlove #foodforfoodies (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLu7_3Ll7vv/?igshid=emshxv42lzmi

[peas-and-tranquility]

Days 9-11

... were not spent at home. The Haut-Doubs ladies gang met up in Audincourt for the housewarming party of one of us, then in Basel to visit an Edward Hopper exhibition. A very well-deserved overnight stay before school starts again on Tuesday. 

Meals were a bit chaotic and not what I would necessarily call balanced, but they were vegetarian and mostly homemade.

It all started with the collaborative creation of a watermelon keg (you read that right) which led to me having different watermelon smoothies three times in the same day. I then baked a few treats that would travel well and keep for a few days if necessary. 

Gougères au Comté (Cheese choux pastry puffs):

125 ml water

80 g salted butter

150 g flour

3 eggs

80 g grated Comté cheese

Preheat the oven at 200°C. 

In a saucepan, heat the water and butter together on medium to high heat. As soon as the water boils, turn off the stove and add all of the flour. Mix quickly and energetically with a spatula; keep the pan on the stove as the residual heat will help the dough to dry out a little bit. As soon as the dough pulls away from the pan, transfer to a bowl. 

Beat the eggs into the dough one at a time. Add the grated cheese and stir until it’s perfectly smooth. 

Line a baking tray with whatever you use to bake cleanly. Use either two spoons or a piping bag to create little mounds of dough on the tray. Bake for ~20 minutes until they’re nicely golden. 

I also made a small mirabelle plum pie that is probably the neatest and prettiest I’ve ever made. I’m going to share my easy-peasy shortcrust pastry recipe:

250 g flour

125 g softened butter

65 ml lukewarm water

½ tsp salt

(2 ½ tbsp sugar)

Sift the flour into a large bowl, add the diced butter and the salt (+ sugar if it’s for a pie ; if you’re baking a quiche, just skip that part). 

Mix with your fingertips until the texture is... lumpily crumbly? You will know. 

Add the water and knead until the dough is firm and smooth. If it’s too sticky, add flour. Cover in plastic wrap and leave it to cool in the fridge.

My last contribution was thyme shortbread cookies filled with roquefort cream.

Sablés thym-roquefort (for 8 sandwich biscuits):

125 g flour

60 g butter

1 tbsp thyme

1 egg yolk

2 tsp baking powder

70 g Roquefort cheese

2 tbsp sour cream (idk, the equivalent of crème fraîche semi-épaisse 🤷)

salt, pepper

Sieve the flour and the baking powder. Soften the butter with a spatula and stir in the egg yolk, then the flour and the thyme. 

Knead the dough until it’s smooth, then shape it into a ball and put it in the fridge in plastic wrap for at least 30 minutes. 

Roll out the dough to 0.5 mm (¼ in.) and cut out 2-3 cm (1 in.) circles with a cookie cutter (you will need an even number of biscuits). Transfer them onto a baking tray and bake for 10 to 12 minutes at 200°C. 

Let them cool on a wire rack and prepare the cheese filling by mixing the Roquefort and the cream with a fork. It should be creamy but not runny. Once the biscuits are cold, use a piping bag (or be a peasant like me and use a small icing spatula) to spread the filling on the ugly side of each biscuit, before assembling them. 

I forgot to take a picture of my flower-shaped biscuits, but you can sort of see them in the clear plastic tub in the photo below. 

All in all, everything was absolutely wonderful, insanely fun and good for the soul. I can only wish for more of these get-togethers and trips with the gang 💙

[mainstream-deviant]

Deathshipping Week Day 7: Free day

This is totally, definitely on time for @deathshippingweek​ Day 7: Free Day. Yep. It must still be Saturday somewhere. Right? Right? ...no? Damn. Well, close enough. ;)

Summary: And eventually, one day Ryou would come home to a plate of homemade cream puffs, and be presented with a much better golden ring than the one he’d worn as a teenager. (Today we come full circle on deathshipping week with a callback to part of Day 1′s ficlet. It’s been fun!! :D)

Rating: F for Fluff (some minor cursing, because it’s Kek and he does that.)

Words: ~1375, below the cut or here on A03

Kek cursed as another glob of dough stuck to his fingers. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves as he held back a frustrated growl. Everything was well in hand. Everything would be perfect. He gently pried the sticky mess from his fingers before dipping his fingertips in water to reform the dough into something better resembling a round blob. A small grin spread across his face as the dough finally cooperated. At least this was all going substantially better than the first time he’d attempted it. He’d still been a bit of a disaster in those days.

~~~~~~~

Kek snarled and only avoided throwing the gods-forsaken bowl across the kitchen because Ryou blocked him. “It won’t fucking combine right! This is stupid!”

“It will too combine right if you have just a little patience! Stop and take a breath before you plunge my kitchen into a shadow game or something. Honestly.” Ryou’s glare was never as intimidating as he seemed to think it was, but this one was particularly vicious, at least by his standards. “I’m serious, Kek. Stop. Three deep breaths, before you start breaking things again.”

Kek growled but slammed his eyes shut and obeyed. He huffed out three quick breaths of air and opened his eyes, still scowling.

“Three proper breaths. I mean it.” Ryou had added crossed arms to his little scowl. He looked like a grumpy kitten.

Even still, Ryou meant Kek’s glare without flinching, and after a few long moments Kek acquiesced and closed his eyes again. He sucked in a deep lungful of air, letting it out slowly to the count of three the way Ryou had showed him. He repeated the action, hoping that it would stop Ryou’s complaining.

The fact that he felt substantially calmer after completing the little ritual was surely a coincidence.

He opened his eyes, and was met with Ryou’s cheerful smile. “There. Feel better? You look calmer, anyways.”

Kek grunted and shrugged a shoulder. “That didn’t help the damn recipe, though.”

“Well, no, but you might have ten seconds of patience to watch me help you now. C’mon, I’ll show you.” Ryou stepped up to the bowl and went back to mixing the batter. Nothing happened for a while, and Kek was ready to open his mouth and gloat. Then, as though by magic, the batter seemed to instantly transform from a mess of floury globs and stringy egg into a thick smooth paste.

“See? Patience. Cream puffs really aren’t that hard, but you have to take the time to do it right.”

~~~~~~~

Ryou had been incredibly patient throughout the whole ordeal. How Ryou had found the patience to try to teach a “useful skill” like cooking to someone who hadn’t even figured out how to be a proper human being yet was still beyond him. Kek had wanted to be helpful, true, but surely there would have been a better way. Still, he was thankful for it – for all of it. Kek formed the last little blob of dough and slipped the pan into the oven. There.

While the shells cooked, he worked on getting everything else set up. By the time they were cooked and cooled, the apartment was tidy and smelled like the fresh flowers he’d bought earlier that morning.

Kek grabbed a small paring knife and picked up the first shell. With a grin, he started stabbing small holes in the bottom of the pastries so he could fill them. This was definitely still the fun part.

~~~~~~~

“These look pretty good for your first try! Aren’t you glad you didn’t throw the batter across the kitchen?”

Kek poked at one of the crisp brown little balls, and looked up at Ryou’s joyful expression. He didn’t really get it, but Ryou seemed happy. “I guess? They don’t look very interesting.”

“Well, that’s because they’re not done yet. Here!” Kek blinked as Ryou handed him a small knife. “We have to stab them a bit so we have a place to put the filling in.”

Kek’s grin widened, and he quickly ran one of the balls through with the knife to the hilt. He held the skewered pastry out to Ryou with a flourish. “Now what?”

Ryou burst out laughing. “Um…maybe that one is a practice puff, then. They only need to be poked a little bit. That one will leak all over. Here, see?” Ryou pulled out another small knife and delicately cut an x into the base of one of the other puffs. “Then you can fill it with something sweet without it exploding everywhere.”

Ryou’s method didn’t seem like nearly as much fun, but Kek soon found that they still made a delightful crunching sound as he inserted the blade. That was better than nothing, at least.

~~~~~~~

Kek put the last filled pastry back on the tray and grinned. They looked pretty good. He drizzled them with splatters of white chocolate he’d dyed a deep blood red. It wasn’t exactly the traditional topping, but fuck it, they weren’t the most traditional people to begin with. Now, one last touch and he’d be ready.

Kek had just placed the last puff on the very top of the stack when he heard the front door open, and Ryou’s cheerful voice calling out a greeting.

Kek hurried to the door and pecked a kiss to Ryou’s lips as soon as he could. “Welcome home.”

Ryou beamed. His smile was easily the best part of any given day. “Thanks. Ugh, I’m so done with running around, I’m ready for a of night cuddling and watching horror films. You in?”

“Absolutely.” Kek wrapped an arm around Ryou’s waist. “I made you a treat, too. Come see.”

Ryou perked up when he saw that they were heading to the kitchen. “Ooooh, I like where this is going. Is it something tasty?”

“Keh, I hope so. I learned from the best.”

Kek preened a bit at Ryou’s happy squeal when he saw the pile of cream puffs. “Ooh, they look so good! And the red icing is perfect for a horror movie night. I love them.” Ryou reached up to peck a kiss to Kek’s cheek. “In fact, I’m going to steal one right now. Who says you have to eat dinner first?” Ryou plucked a creampuff off the top of the pile and gleefully shoved the whole thing in his mouth.

Kek’s eyes widened. “No, wait! Maybe you should – ” Kek was cut off by Ryou suddenly going into a horrible coughing fit. He spit out the mess into his hand and slapped it down on the table as he gasped for air. Kek cringed and ran a comforting hand up and down Ryou’s back. That could have gone better.

“Are you ok? I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Ryou’s breathing had calmed down and he glanced up at Kek. “I’m fine. I think maybe you lost the piping nozzle in that one or something though. You know, if you wanted to kill me you really should have picked something more elegant than a pastry tool. I’m almost insulted.” Ryou gave Kek a cheeky grin and grabbed a napkin to start cleaning the mess. Kek started to internally panic.

“Well, actually I-”

Ryou froze and looked up at Kek with wide eyes as he held the napkin out. “Kek…is this a ring?”

Kek gave a rather sheepish chuckle. “Um…yes? Surprise?” He watched while Ryou stared down at the cream-covered ring in his hand for several long moments, apparently stunned to silence. “I didn’t mean to practically kill you with it though.”

Kek wasn’t quite sure if the sound Ryou made was a laugh or a sob, but he didn’t have time to figure it out before his arms were full and it didn’t matter anymore anyways. He crushed Ryou to his chest and nuzzled into his hair. “I assume that’s a yes?”

Ryou leaned back to cup Kek’s cheek in his hand. “You know it would have been a yes even if you were trying to kill me with it.” Kek get out a happy burst of laughter and swooped down to capture Ryou’s mouth in a kiss. He’d been right. Everything had gone perfectly.

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((And so we end a wonderful week! It's been fun - thanks for reading! :D ))