Send This To Your Crush Without Context - s.c.b + l.f

eight; of kisses and cookie crumbs

Upon twisting open the door, Felix's cheeks automatically heated up, as if accustomed to it, seeing the familiar raven hair and sharp jawline. Taken by surprise, his heart accelerated, feeling all sorts of happy; excited, euphoric and nervousness— all painting a helpless, lovesick smile on his freckled features.

"Felix, I mean— hi, how are you?" The older male glanced up from the ground, smiling fondly back at the younger; as if speaking in a language of their own.

"Changbin hyung!" A small giggle left Felix's mouth, as if he were leaving evidence of his unrestrained happiness. "What brings you here?"

Changbin smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck, "I got, well, kicked out of practice." The shorter male looked down, embarrassed. Felix found it rather cute and silly of his hyung, after all how could a 'serious' and 'dark' rapper like Changbin be kicked out of something as simple and important as practice?

Changbin continued, "then Chan sent me here to help you; so here I am."

Felix chucked fondly whilst the older looked down again, feeling embarrassed.

"Anyways, you came just in time!" The blonde changed the topic, to the relief of his hyung. "I have absolutely no idea what flour to use for cookies!"

       After a lot of googling and safety checks (to make sure the kitchen doesn't burn up in flames), the pair finally started making progress. All they had to do was follow the recipe and to the complete honesty of the lovesick duo, it was easier said than done.

"Hey Changbin hyung, doesn't this look a bit different from the picture..?"

"Maybe... we need more..." Changbin paused, for suspense. "...more flour!" He semi yelled, using his flour covered index finger to boop the younger's small nose, causing the latter to avert his eyes, trying to ignore the reddening of his freckled cheeks.

"Hyung..." Felix let a small pout take over his delicate features, "the dough..."

Changbin swears he felt his heart squeeze, his face heated up as he tried to get a grip. 'That damned pout of his might kill me one of these days.' Noticing his precious junior awaiting his response, he quickly snapped out of his daze, "Right! The dough!"

After a teensy bit of flour(and maybe a little too much of everything else), the pair finally decided it was time to allow to dough to cool; leaving the dough on the kitchen island as the cleaned up for the next step. Felix had started washing the dishes whilst Changbin wiped the spillage of ingredients they had left. With the dishes and utensils on the drying rack, Felix smiled to himself, feeling accomplished. He looked over the sink area once more, checking for any dishes left unnoticed, but only spotted an abundance of soapy foam mixture from his over-usage of detergent.

Felix smirked to himself, after all, it'd be such a waste to wash it all out.

"Hyung!"

"What's up?" The shorter male turned around without any thought.

Felix, with his index finger dipped in the bubbly mixture, giggled as his finger went to boop his hyung's nose. Well, tried.

As things turn out, Felix's index finger went ahead and missed Changbin's nose; the next thing he knew it had landed on the ravenette's soft, vermillion lips.

It took Felix second before realising, 'crap, I touched his lips!' And quickly retracted his hand away. A heavy, red blush now adorned his delicate features; he fiddled with his fingers, directing his sunlit gaze to the ground before stutters of syllables left his mouth, "s-sorry, hyung."