The kitchen smelled of sugar and chocolate as you sat on the counter, while Jake leaned in the doorway, his arms crossed. His hoodie swallowed you whole, the sleeves dangling past your hands. Jake wouldn’t admit it, but seeing you in his clothes always made something stir inside him.

Sunghoon, however, made it hard to enjoy the moment. The other vampire lounged in a chair, smirking as he watched you. "So, they'll be done tomorrow?"

"Of course!" you chirped, frosting macarons. "You’re my first big order this month. I’ve gotta impress you."

"Already do." Sunghoon replied smoothly, his fangs flashing as he smiled.

Jake’s jaw tightened, his crimson eyes burning. He hated the way Sunghoon’s gaze lingered on you, the way he made you laugh. "Don’t you have somewhere else to be, Sunghoon?"

"Nope." Sunghoon leaned back lazily. "I like it here. Good company, great baker."

You laughed as you carefully piped chocolate ganache onto a macaron. "Ignore him, Jakey. He’s harmless."

Jake’s gaze darkened as Sunghoon stood and casually stepped closer to you. "She’s talented." Sunghoon teased.

"Don’t touch her." Jake snapped, his voice low and sharp.

You froze, glancing between them. Sunghoon raised his hands in mock surrender, a sly grin tugging at his lips. "Relax, Jake. I wouldn’t dream of it."

He grabbed his coat, his smirk lingering. "I’ll pick up the macarons tomorrow. Don’t let Mr. Grumpy here scare you too much."

When the door shut behind him, Jake stalked into the kitchen. He stopped in front of you, his crimson eyes locked on yours.

"What’s with you?" you ask softly.

"Do you have to be so nice to him?" His voice was low.

"Sunghoon? He’s a customer!"

Jake leaned closer, his hands braced on the counter beside you. "You’re wearing my hoodie, sitting on my counter, baking in my kitchen. Don’t let him think he has a chance."

Jake straightened abruptly, grabbing a macaron from the tray. "And don’t make them too perfect," he muttered as he walked away. "He doesn’t deserve it."