#the way i can't and i won't be normal about my tastes

[marshmallowprotection]

world hard and cold, kissing saeran soft and warm

"You know... as much as I appreciate your attempt to distract me, and I hate to tell you this... but, it won't be enough to stop me. I'm afraid I am well-versed in maintaining my focus on not only what's in front of me but what's in my hands as well," he hummed.

"You mean to say I haven't done enough to distract you so far."

That was enough to draw a chuckle from Saeran's lips as you planted another kiss against the back of his head. He never seemed to mind the attention you gave him when it meant he could feel you close to him. How could you not give him a dozen kisses when he was bent over the kitchen counter? He was at the right height to have you not only wrap your arms around his waist but lean over and pepper him in kiss after kiss!

"You know I can't be distracted from baking dessert," he countered.

You could feel his muscles shift and contract as he continued to roll and press the dough beneath his fingertips. He mentioned earlier in the day that he wanted to have cookies after dinner, opting to try out a new recipe rather than purchase a pack from the store, and as cute as it was to see him adamant about what he wanted—

You wanted to tease him all the same for that serious look on his face! When he wanted to bake something, he took it with the utmost care and regard to not only the ingredients but to the notes he gathered in the process. There was no hurry to learn anything, he had all the time in the world to experiment in the kitchen, but nights like tonight were his favorite because he set aside an hour or two before bed to learn a new trick he saw somewhere during the week!

But, the kitchen wasn't the only place he put those research skills into practice.

It wasn't your goal to distract him from his quest, but it was your goal to pull his leg for sticking his tongue out in concentration like that. "Well, you can if I'm the dessert."

Saeran paused, briefly, to shake you from his back and twirl you around so you could settle in front of him and between his arms. Those kisses of yours had gotten to him, and that was enough for your satisfaction. It wasn't a game of trying to one-up each other, nope! It was a game of waves, pushing and pulling until you turned into a perfect shoreline of love.

"My love, I don't have to roll you over and pour flour on top of you to bring you to perfection. You're perfect just the way you are, I'm afraid. Though I will admit I'm not opposed to adding a strawberry on top for added flavor when I'm feeling peckish."

The giggle that escaped you was to his satisfaction, of course.

You glanced down at his cookie dough, "Saeran, might I ask why you've dug out the cookie cutters? Normally, you use this shape to create Gingerbread men. I may not know a lot about baking, but I know that not all cookies adhere to the shape of the cutter when they spread in the oven."

"That's why I'm tinkering with this particular recipe to find the right consistency," he explained. He returned to the dough and continued to spread it out across the cutting board.

You raised a brow, "Oh? What do you plan to do once you make the perfect cookie? Are you going to make an army of cookies? Will they guard the rest of your treats?"

"No, I decided that I want to bake you into a cookie so whenever you have to leave for work during the week, I'll have the sweetest version of you to keep me company," He said, the serious nature to his voice left you no room to prod to see if it was a joke. "Not that you're not a sweetheart, my love. You taste like a sweet spice, warm and cozy on my tongue, but the cookie version of you... will taste like the love we share... so saccharine that I'll be tasting you for hours."

You floundered, bouncing between words but none could come fast enough. Eventually, you settled for a simple whine of complaint to let him know what his words did to your heart. "Don't make me bite you!"

"Oh, should I make a cookie version of myself for you to take to work as well? I imagine you might like to bite into him, too."

"Saeran Choi!"