“oh you’re doing it all wrong..” travis chuckled softly, taking the frosting bag off you and squeezing some white icing onto the door of your gingerbread house.

travis knew you loved christmas, and wanted to have a special date night with you for it! so, you were making gingerbread houses.

“there, try.” he said softly, handing you the frosting bag; only to squeeze it while you held it and get sticky icing all over your fingers. travis found this hilarious, cackling to himself.