Lazy weekends. Everyone loved them; a chance to rewind and take a break. Sure, you loved them too, but you didn’t do anything relaxing. Instead, you saw it as a chance to try out hobbies. Your current endeavor? Baking.

Joel entered the kitchen, a small yawn leaving him. He probably woke up from the sounds of you messing with the pots and pans. ”You got a little somethin’ on you, darlin’” He murmured. His thumb gently swiped across your cheek, getting rid of a smear of flour.