▶ ”You like it.” He teased, leaning forward, munching on the spoon. “Yeah, but it’s only for the ice rink, I finished building yesterday and the next job starts in two days, so I’m good.” He grinned, flicking some flour at Hans’ face.
Hans quirked a brow at the teased and flinched when the flour was flicked at him, letting out a huff before wiping the white off of his face. ❝ And there was no consideration put towards my work schedule when you started baking this early? ❞ With a quick swipe, he took the spoon from Kristoff and very lightly smacked him on the top of the head with the underside of it.
