Imagine Kris singeing the ends of his hair in an active rebellion against the frosted tips of 90s aesthetic.
Imagine Kris baking cookies. Luhan strolls past the kitchen as they’re being taken out of the oven and immediately stuffs one in his mouth. “Ew, god, what’s in these things?” he sputters as goes to get something to rinse out his mouth.
"Ingredients," Kris replies.
"So, like… butter?"
Kris shakes his head. “Nope.”
"Brown or white?"
"Oh. Nope, neither!"
Luhan struggles to follow. “Vanilla?”
"Baking powder? Baking soda?”
"Did you just mix flour and water and throw it on a cookie sheet or something?!" Luhan yells, moderately alarmed at the possibility that Kris could be so incompetent.
Kris stares back, eyes narrowing in resentment. “There’s salt too,” he mutters before beginning to clean the kitchen and plot his next culinary achievement.
also THERE’S MORE BUT it’s in japanese
I don’t know why I find it funny whenever someone follows my sideblog.
"Jokes on you; I rarely update, and you don’t even get a spam when I do!"
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