the idea of improving his baking skills for the sake of little yerim had been going through his head ever since she had gotten into her own class, all excited about cookies and muffins that haesol had no clue about. he’d taken the task of learning it himself, but it had been proved fruitless many youtube tutorials later. so there he was, friday night, nervously pulling on a loose thread of his sweater, worrying about the new babysitter he’d gotten and waiting for the last couple of people on the bakery to leave. “ thank you for doing this, for helping me. ” he told the girl on the other side of the counter, a small smile on his face. he was still working on talking to other people more, on being more casual, and dabin having accepted to help him with his baking quest had only made it less burdening, easier. “ you have no idea how much yeri loves what you do here, your day is her favorite day of the week, really. ” he recalled her excited voice and big smile while retelling the latest thing she had learned and felt affection rise up all the way through his chest. “ i feel like i am failing her as a father when i tell her i don’t know how to make a cheesecake the way she likes it. ” not the best at jokes, he knew that, but figuring the ice needed to be broken, trying to make her laugh was worth the shot.