Just witness him kneading the dough watching his muscles flex and bulge at the effort. Doesn’t help that he catches you staring— now he’s flushed and sweating a little with it. Oh, if he could paint a prettier picture of himself then you’d probably just melt.
He’s sending you glances every so often just a little shy at the attention, but also relishing it. So happy that he’s able to make you get this flustered just by kneading dough? If it makes you happy he’d do it every day.
And then the icing on top— literally. If you’re making a cake or something with icing or whipped cream, and you get a little on your face. White icing. On your face. He’s not going to say anything. He is not going to say anything because he can’t what’s he going to do, ruin the pretty picture you’ve given him? At some point he probably will end up telling you about it, and if you’re really clever, wipe it off and offer him to take a lick. Ah, did I say clever? Perhaps I should have said suicidal. He’s going to accept. Even if you were joking, he is going to do it. Because he wants to. Oh he wants to. He’ll take your finger(s) into his mouth and suck them clean because of course he will, and he’d end up spending just a little too long sucking and “cleaning” your fingers.
Of course when both of you regain sensibility he’ll probably apologize and you’d wash your hands, but damn. You should probably make it clear you liked it or else he’s going to worry.
Past that, expect to be a lot less spotless and efficient when it comes to baking.
happy hallow’s eve, babes and ghouls! ✧as a miniature event to celebrate the holiday, my porchlight is now open for 3 trick or treaters to send a “trick or treat” with an emoji (1-2) and character (1) of their choice!
from the inbox, i will write a micro (1 paragraph maximum) drabble! do let me know if you have any “allergies” (squicks), my ravens, and may your night be filled with terror most curious ✧✧✧
