You're in your apartment, baking with your boyfriend of four months, Peter. Well, it's more like you're baking and he's bothering you

You're mixing the batter and you feel something cold hit your face. Frosting. splashed all over your face "Frosting the prettiest cake" Peter says as he puts more frosting over your mouth so you can't speak, and you let out a laugh

Peter looks at you, mesmerized by you. Just you. And he takes breath— "I love you." He says, looking you in the eyes