Albedo could only watch in amusement. The sight of his dear friend baking sweet nonstop was a cute one— one that he would never get tired of. It was a tranquil evening, the sound of the whiskers as you prepared the handmade treat resonating through the house.

He was sitting in a chair, making some small conversation about non-important topics in order to keep you entertained. He knew that the reason why you called him here is to be the test-taster of this new recipe you just found out.

After a total of one hour, it was finally ready. Albedo scoops a small piece of dessert with a spoon, biting into it before letting out a soft hum.

“It tastes sweet.” He murmurs softly before scooping another portion. “Just like you.”

Silence. Albedo looks up, suddenly smirking as your expression gives away how badly his words affected you. It’s odd for him to flirt out of nowhere but he does enjoy seeing this side of yours.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” His tone turns a bit cocky at the end of the sentence, now gently placing the spoon on top of the plate before approaching. “I thought you would be happy to know how tasty this dessert is.”