⟢ it was a friday afternoon, and you and piper decided to spend the day baking for her side business — the bakery.

piper was an exceptional baker, doing everything with ease, almost as though she was dancing gracefully about the kitchen like a ballerina. you weren’t all too bad at baking yourself, but you couldn’t compare to piper.

right now, you were mixing the last batch of the cupcake mix, while piper was decorating the baked cupcakes with a pipette and sprinkles. music was playing in the background, and you two were simply enjoying each other’s presences.

after a few moments of serene silence, she turned to face you as she asked, “oh, darlin’, could you pass me the cherries over there?”