jungwon's lips curve up into a smile as he frosts the strawberry cake with chocolate. his head turns to face yours, a bit of frosting on his cheek. "look, it's coming out good right?" he says proudly, his hands on his hips.

the cake then tilts over onto the table. jungwon lets out a groan and cards his frosting covered fingers into his hair. "this is impossible.." he mumbles, his eyebrows furrowed.