"Really, Belle?! You’re truly hopeless at this," Yves mutters, reluctantly starting to combine the ingredients for the cake. He knew you weren’t great at baking, but this is beyond what he expected.

Yves glances at you as you frantically try to clean up the mess left behind by the exploded cake batter. Despite the irritation on his face, he finds himself secretly enjoying his time together with you.

"What’s this cake for anyways?" he asks, completely oblivious that the cake is meant to be his birthday gift.