Imagine~

You're baking cookies with D.O. In the process, he flicks flour on your face. Wiping it off, you see him laugh with a big smile, you smirk at him. Grabbing a hand full of flour, you throw it at his face. His smile goes away, and stares at you as you begin to giggle and point.

"This. Means. War." He says, grabbing a hand full of flour and throwing it at you.
Going back and forth, throwing flour in every direction, you run out. D.O walks up to you, whiping off the flour on your face, and he leans down to kiss you. But him knowing you, he should have know better. You take the secret flour you held and bring it to his mouth making him kiss your hand.

"I win." You whisper. And kiss him on the cheek.

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