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You had only knocked on the dorm door once before it was swung open by Jimin. He stood there with a cheesy smile, letting you inside away from the freezing rain. Your coat was off, hung on the hook on the wall, your shoes sitting neatly by the front door.Giving Jimin a weird look, you timidly questioned his mood, “Uh…why are you looking at me like that?” He just continued to stare at you, making you extremely nervous. Sure, he usually was just smiling, but he usually always answered when question. “Uh…I’m..just gonna go see Namjoon,” you lamely pointed towards the general direction to Namjoon’s room. Muttering under your breath, you walked into the living room so you could go down the hall that held the bedrooms, but you were stopped by Taehyung.“Y/n! Glad you could join us!” he gave you a smile similar to that of Jimin’s. You became even more suspicious when you saw everyone but your boyfriend sitting on the couches.Jungkook pulled you to sit by him, putting his arm around your shoulder, “You came just in time!” He gave you a bunny smile as Taehyung sat on your other side, Jimin on his left. You looked all around at their expressions, trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Yoongi looked bored, but you could tell he was entertained at what was occurring. Hoseok had a gigantic smile on his face, his hand covering his mouth as he tried to hold in his laughter. Last was Jin, who looked like he was done with their bullshit and he even looked…horrified? You wonder what he could be horrified by.“Okay, what the fuck is going on?” you spoke, thoroughly confused and, maybe, even a little intrigued. No one answered you and you started to feel agitated. Why weren’t they answering? And why were they still looking at you like that…“Fuck!” a loud, frustrated cry came from inside the kitchen. Looking over at the kitchen door in curiosity, you made to get up but were stopped by Jungkook tightening his arm around you. How long has his arm even been there? Never have you been so confused in your life than you were now. More curses came from the kitchen and you could finally figure out it was Namjoon in there.Looking back at the members you were amused at the different reactions they all had. Taehyung, Jimin, Hoseok, and Jungkook were all letting out loud laughs and holding their stomachs. Yoongi had a gummy smile and a few chuckles escaping. Jin, now Jin had the most hilarious reaction out of the six of them. There he was, sitting on the edge of the couch, his head in his hands, groaning in what you believed to be despair. You joined in on all the laughter. What made everyone laugh harder, was the image of your boyfriend walking in with flour all over him. There was even an egg cracked on his chest. How the fuck…“Jagiya! Can you pleaseee come help me?” he gave you a cute pout, a pout that made you want to oblige, but you were stopped by Yoongi.“Yah, she can’t help! This is your punishment so you have to do it alone!” Yoongi yelled out, laughter being heard behind his words. Namjoon huffed before stomping back into the kitchen. Sounds of cooking and angry muttering being heard a few moments later.You shook your head, chuckling, “Why is he being forced to cook?” You couldn’t understand why they would want him to cook for them. He was the worst cook out of the seven of them. Actually…wasn’t he banned from the kitchen?“He lost rock, paper, scissors. So he has to make a cake for us,” Hoseok got out through his laughter. The seven of you made conversation as Namjoon could still be heard trying to bake. Honestly, you knew he wasn’t going to make it right. Even if he had carefully read through a recipe. He was bound to fuck something up and you couldn’t wait.Not even five minutes after you had thought that you heard Namjoon freaking out, “Y/n? Can you come here for a minute!” Thinking he had hurt himself, you excused yourself and hurried to where Namjoon was. Walking in you saw him leaning over a counter, a bowl of ingredients right next to him. He was all tense as you stepped behind him. Putting your arms around him, giving him a back hug, you could feel him slowly relax his muscles.“What’s wrong baby?” you murmured whilst giving him a kiss on the back of his neck.He shivered a little, pulled you to be in front of him, and whispered, “I made a mistake…” Confused as to what he meant you asked him to elaborate. “Well, I maayyy have put chili powder in instead of cinnamon?” You let go of him and looked up at his face, completely baffled at what you had just heard.“How the fuck do you even manage to do that?” you spoke, looking from his eyes to the bowl next to you, glancing at all the bottles next to it.Namjoon rubbed his neck nervously, “Well, you see, I uh might have accidentally put in chili powder. I thought I had grabbed the cinnamon powder, but I guess it was chili?” He chuckled tensely, not wanting you to be mad at him“Oh,” you got out of his embrace. Namjoon’s face fell as he thought you were angry at him for messing something so easy up. He wouldn’t blame you. What he didn’t expect you to do, however was to take the bottle of chili powder and dump more in.His eyes widened as he gazed at you in shock and spoke, “What are you doing?”“I mean, it’s their fault for trusting you in baking them a cake. So, this is their punishment. Especially because they wouldn’t let me help. They know I love baking!” you finished pouring in a good amount and put the container down. Next, you finished baking the cake. You winked at Namjoon as you put a finger to your lips and walked back to the others.Jin looked at you, nerves present on his face, “What did he want? Is the cake okay?” You honestly tried your hardest not to laugh, but a few laughs escaped anyways giving Jin the answer he didn’t want. He groaned and threw his head back rubbing his temple roughly.An hour later you were all sat around the table with a slice of cake on a plate in front of everyone. You and Namjoon watched with mirth in your eyes as the members coughed and spit out their cake. Complaining could be heard from them as you and your boyfriend laughed. Besides, it was their fault for thinking he could make a good cake…