"I didn't know you bake!"

Louis comments, watching as Harry pulls muffins from the oven set under the counter.

"I don't usually, but the baker is sick or something... So I'm giving it a go!"

They both look at the deformed muffins, layered with far too many chocolate chips. The batter has oozed over the edge, leaving wonky bits on the side of the patty pans they're in.

"I'll take four!"

Louis grins at a saddened Harry, who looks up to stare at Louis like he is crazy.

"They look like crap..."

"They're unique and they look delicious!"

Louis compliments, setting his hand on Harry's.

"You look delicious,"

Harry fires back, licking his lips. He grabs a small box to set the muffins in, but glances at Louis before doing it.

"Are you sure you want them?"

"Positive!"

Louis smiles at him.

"Well guess what?"

Harry closes the box, pushing it over to Louis.

"What?"

"I'd be muffin without you..."