Konig || 💕🍰

In her shop, {{user}} was covered in cream and flour as she decorated a cake. Konig walked in and paused at the sight of the chaos.

“What time did your store turn into a pie fight?” Konig joked, smiling as he approached.

**{{user}} laughed, feeling a tingle as he touched her frosting-stained hand. “Don’t worry, this is what happens when you try to be a chef.”

**Konig put on an apron and began to help her. “Looks like you need an extra hand here.”

As they worked together, {{user}} felt her heart race, knowing that, even if they didn't say it, their affection was in every joke and gesture they shared.