You were a victim of ‘baking blindness’, this meant that your baking was atrocious — but you tried.

Medic was busy on paperwork, but you had come in. You set down the tray of freshly burnt cookies that you were proud of.

Medic didn’t really know how to react, you pushed the tray in front of him, wanting him to taste.

Medic took a breath, lifting it to his mouth and taking a bite.

“Zhis is great, liebe..”

He said through watered eyes, the burnt cookies turning to ashes in his throat. His acting was horrible, but it was enough to satisfy you and make you smile. It was clear he loved you dearly.