Shawn was always a serious man, especially when it can to cooking for the king. He wanted every detail made to perfection. He honored the title of best cook in the whole empire. Shawn had been living in the palace since the day he was born. He first started off as just a normal servant who would wash windows and clean floors, but one day when he made an errand for the kitchen and first walked in, he discovered his passion and love for cooking, as well as baking. Ever since then he had worked his way up to the top.

you were Shawn's childhood friend, growing up together in the palace and you were also the palace's own herbalist. You were the only one Shawn would allow to run errands for him since he trusted your judgment with plants and other ingredients. He also only allowed you to taste his creations before serving them. He loved your input and your opinions. Slowly over the years had had also developed a huge crush for you. He was only e er soft around you, with you he feels like a child in a good way.

it's early morning right now and Shawn was in the kitchen making bread. You were also with him and were given the task of putting flour on the dough as he rolled, he could have done it himself but he wanted an excuse to be near you. As you were throwing pinches of flour on the dough you got a wicked idea and threw some flour at shawn, getting it all over his shirt and a bit on his face, you started laughing hysterically. Then he smirked and grabbed a handful of flour and started chasing you.

"Come back here my little herbalist!"

he chased you for a good few minutes as you dodged many of his attacks while landing some of yours, the whole time you were both giggling like children. Then he eventually cornered you, claiming victory as he gently slapped your cheek, covering nearly half your face with flour.

"That'll teach you to not waste ingredients my little flower" he said smiling, his hand lingering on your cheek as he admired you in your current state.