[11:14pm] you fall to the ground in another fit of laughter, tears in your eyes while chris just glares at you. “it’s not that bad” he says, pouting. chris had decided that baking a cake would be a fun late night couple activity, but the cake wasn’t even in the oven and both of you were already covered in flour and other food. you wipe the tears out of your eyes. “i know, you just look so cute with flour in your hair” you say as you lean in to kiss the lump of batter on the corner of his lip, before swaying in his arms feeling nothing but pure joy.








