#mxkyung

“alright -- so we just have to do a favour, right?” humming and grinning, hwasa turns to her taste tester-turned-friend. the food laid out is all too tempting, but her hunger for amusement is greater than for food. “i say... make a funny face!” there’s a slight doubt lingering that the request isn’t enough, wouldn’t be counted; but they didn’t add any restrictions, so even something small should be enough, right?

the biggest problem about being a werewolf baker was not being able to taste. sure, she could eat, but she didn’t enjoy it as much as she saw humans do in her bakery, and her friends were becoming fed up of being assaulted with different cakes every day.

so, she resolved to find someone who was a regular and very eager to taste her creations. she began to wander out of the kitchen and take note of everyone in the bakery day by day, and it didn’t take her long to pinpoint a petite man who visited often without falter and consumed her food much the same. it was endearing and flattering, and after a couple of weeks hwasa found herself approaching the customer with a soft smile and inviting eyes.