#bfv2021

@catching-bananas​ and I have been working hard over the past month to bring you these prompts, spanning over the 8th to the 14th of February! Any ship, the prompts can be combined to create any sort of plot.

Prompts: 8th: Surprise 9th: Music/dancing 10th: Chocolate 11th: Last minute 12th: Handmade/sentimental 13th: Touch 14th: Cliche

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Yut Lung sighed and looked at the mess in front of him. He'd made two cakes, burnt both of them, contemplated setting the kitchen on fire and started again. He was getting real tired of this shit.

He sighed and started mixing the dry ingredients again. He was going to make a chocolate cake for Sing even if it meant using all the world's flour.

Also why couldn't Sing like something normal, like...water? Damn Sing for making him do this. He could have been reading something, but here he was preparing a chocolate cake because he loved that asshole and it was Valentine's day.

Yut Lung adds some sugar, a tad bit more than required because Sing has a sweet tooth.

His maid walks into the kitchen for the fourth time and if he had a knife around him, she would have been dead.

"Do you need any help, Master Yut Lung?" She asked politely but since he had known her for years, he heard the underlying get the fuck out of here in her voice.

"No, I'm fine." He replied and shooed her off.

Just when he was adding the baking powder in the dry ingredients, his bodyguards walked in.

"Master Yut Lung, Master Sing wants to meet you."

Yut Lung's entire body stilled at that sentence. He isn't even ready! Why the fuck does Sing always have to have the wrong timing?

"Make some excuse, don't let him in." He quickly mixed the wet ingredients, and added to his order while pointing a sharp glare at them, "If he gets in, you're all dead. Understand?" They nod and leave him alone.

He quickly taped the tin twice and put it in the oven. He rushed to the counter to melt the chocolate to pour over the cake. Just when he the chocolate started melting, he added some more in case he fucked it up again and needed some back up. He was so focused that if someone came and shot him, he might not even feel the bullet pass through his body. It was a good distraction.

Fifteen minutes into the baking and melting more than enough chocolate because he couldn't stop being a nervous wreck, he felt two hands on his shoulders. "Missed me, Yue?"

Yut Lung promptly shrieked at the unexpected arrival of his boyfriend. In his kitchen. When he was preparing a cake. For him. "How did you get here?" He asked with widened eyes.

Sing smirked. "Climbed the wall, of course." He eyed the mess on the counter. "Are you making something for me?" He asked, positively beaming.

Well, no point lying now. "Yes. Now go and sit in the corner or something, facing away from here." Yut Lung said pointing his spatula at Sing. He frowned but followed.

Sing bought his legs up to his chest and faced the wall like he'd been asked to. He chuckled after a second of settling in that position. "I feel like I'm being punished."

Yut Lung searched the fridge in case his maid had decided to buy some sprinkles or some decorations. "Maybe. Now stop distracting me." He could tell that Sing was pouting but he kept quiet after that.

After ten minutes, the timer buzzed and Yut Lung went to pull the cake out of the oven. Sing crawled half the distance and walked the other half to the counter.

"Is it done?" He asked.

Yut Lung pushed in a knife and it came out clean. He allowed a small satisfactory smile. "Yeah."

Sing took the knife from his hand but he promptly swatted his Sing's hand away. "Wait." He went to add the chocolate only to find that it had frozen. He groaned in frustration. "Don't touch it yet." He took the bowl and shoved it the microwave.

After getting the right consistency, Sing dipped his finger in it and quickly licked it with a teasing smile on his face because he hated Yut Lung that much. The chocolate was poured over the cake and it was done.

"Can I eat it now?" Sing asked, trying hard not to bounce in his place. He could get as old as he wanted but he was still a fucking child. And Yut Lung loved him.

Sing cut a generous portion for himself and took a bite, all the while Yut Lung observed his face for his reaction. He smiled after a few moments but it seemed forced. Yut Lung slumped. "It's not good?"

Sing seemed alerted by that statement and he pushed his smile a little further. "No, no. It's perfect. I loved it."

He slumped further. "Let me try it."

But Sing pushed it away from him, standing before it and guarding it. "I thought you made it for me?"

His face was a deadpan as he pushed his fingers into cake and tore off a piece. Sing winced as he bit into it.

Not even after one second of that hideous thing touching his tongue, he spat it out. He reached for the bottle of sugar and - his guess was right - it was salt. He added a shit ton of salt into that cake.

This time he did shriek out of agony. His maid came to check in but Sing shooed her away.

Deep breaths. In. And out. He was going to make that fucking cake whatever it takes.

Just as he was heading to the pantry to get some more flour, Sing pulled him by his arm. "What are you doing?"

"Baking you a goddammed cake!" He replied through gritted teeth.

Sing wrapped himself around Yut Lung and the latter stilled. "It's okay , Yue, it's the thought that counts."

Yut Lung snorted. "No it doesn't."

"Of course it does Yue. It means a lot to me that you wanted to make a cake for me."

Before he could retort to that, his stomach grumbled and a blush started forming on his cheeks.

Sing smiled and took his hand. "How about you come with me to Chang Dai now, and then we can cook that cake together?"

"Fine." He said and Sing picked him up in his arms.

"I can walk just fine! Put me down!"

"I know you can walk, but then you wouldn't have that adorable blush on your face.

He hides his face in Sing's chest. "Shut up."

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For anyone else who wants to write something for this prompt week, here are the prompts:

Rating & Warnings: Teen And Up Audiences; No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ash Lynx/Okumura Eiji Additional Tags: Fluff, Sweet, Valentine’s Day Fluff, No Plot/Plotless, Ash just tries to do something nice for Eiji, Okumura Eiji Needs a Hug, Anxiety, Baking, Stress Baking, Bundtlet supremacy, Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship, Mild Hurt/Comfort, (but nothing bad), Dinner, Gifts, Ash is genius at everything until it comes to Eiji lmao, Team let them have all the hugs, BFV2021

Summary:

“ [Eiji] looks so pleased with himself, revealing the tray with a flourish, and Ash hides a smile as he finishes the eggs.

“What are Bundtlets, then?”

“A Bundtlet is a mini-Bundt cake! See?” Popping them out of the small frames that he must have ordered while at home, he shows Ash the tiny versions of the cakes. “What I’m doing is filling the dip on the inside with an icing. The chocolate ones get vanilla icing, and the yellow ones get chocolate icing. And then I’m putting them into these boxes I have here.”

Ash rinses his plate, observing the two other boxes- six Bundtlets fit neatly, three of each flavor, already finished. “How thoughtful.” Sweet and sentimental, just like you. ”