sugar cookies 🍪
synopsis: recently you've been feeling mentally unwell, so yoongi decides to step up. one day, he bursts into your shared room in an apron with baking ingredients..
genre: fluff
warnings: fluff, bad grammar, little swearing
pairing: yoongi x f!reader
a/n: of course i gotta write about yoongi when i get back !! i missed writing guys
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"y/n!! where are you, love?" yoongi yelled. you could tell he was climbing up the stairs. you really wanted to leave your room and go see him, but it seemed like your body was rejecting the idea. you just stayed in bed while he looked for you. "y/n! baby?" he shouts again, getting closer to the door of your bedroom. "love?" you murmured. suddenly, he burst into the room, wearing a black apron and a chef hat? "there you are, baby! look, i got us baking kits, maybe they'll help you feel better!" he smiled big. he looked very cute. on his arm, he had a pink apron for you. "are you feeling good enough to get up?" he asked, coming closer to the bed. you wanted to. "i think so" you said softly. he smiled even more, putting the kit on the bed and reaching his hand out for you. you took his hand and he helped you put on the apron. this is gonna be so easy.. maybe
"what are you doing??" you yelled, laughing hard. "i'm following the instructions, what are you doing?!" he yelled back, squinting at the instructions as if he couldn't read it. he actually couldn't. "fuck" he said under his breath. you looked at him, confused. "i think i made a mistake" he said, looking at his batter. "well it's not my fault, the stupid ass first instruction literally just says 'make cookie dough' this is so stupid!" he stomped his feet and pouted. you laughed at him. "well my cookie dough is probably award-winning, sooo" you said proudly, giving him a kiss on the cheek. he smiled and continued mixing the dough.
"how long did you put yours in for?" he asked you as he braided your hair. "12 minutes, the instructions mentioned that they only take about 12 mins" you said. he froze. "only 12 minutes?" he asked quietly. you gave him a thumps up. "i put mine in for 20" he said. you looked at him with wide eyes. "20?" you asked, hoping he was joking. he nodded, letting go of your hair. "i'm gonna set a timer for eight minutes.." he ran upstairs to get his phone while you laughed.
"your cookies look good" he said. "mine look.. questionable" he looked at his cookies and furrowed his eyes. "mine are hearts!" you said, smiling. he smiled at your cookies. "well, let's decorate. hopefully the icing can cover up the bad inside of the cookies" he said, laughing a bit.
"well done, baby! they look so good!" he said, kissing your head. "i feel much better" you said, leaning your head on his shoulder. "good, i'm glad."
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🍪: @haecien