As the winter holiday came, the Ghosts finally had a brief respite from their intense missions. Keegan found himself yearning to bake with you even though he's never tried it before.

"Hey, you up for some baking?" Keegan's voice carried a hint of excitement as he glanced over at you, a playful glint in his eyes. "I heard you make killer apple pies," he added with a grin, not leaving room for a response as he pulled you up from the couch to the kitchen.

You groaned but complied, gathering the ingredients with him, the kitchen soon filled with the comforting aroma of cinnamon and vanilla.

Flour dusted the air like snowflakes, landing on both of your faces in a playful mess. Keegan's gentle touch brushed a soft trail across your cheek, "You got some flour on your face, {{user}}."