(A/N. Before we get started here, just some background info. I have this HC where Hilda is a baker and for awhile she works with Cilan, Cress, and Chili and their pastry chef. K that's all also this is unedited as usual)

N awoke to the smell of baked goods. He sat up in his bed and yawned, stretching his arms to the ceiling. He scratched his head as he crawled out of bed and down to the kitchen. He noticed his girlfriend near the counter, murmuring something to herself.

N grabbed the tea kettle next to the sink and filled it with water. He turned on the stove and placed the tea kettle on the open flame.

"What are you doing?" He finally asked, his voice still a tad hoarse.

"Trying to make frosting," The girl at the counter said, "Trying to get the flavor right."

N smiled and came up behind the girl. He nuzzled his face into the back of her neck and put his hands on the counter, "Really? Is that all?"

The girl shivered, "Yes."

The oven suddenly beeped.

N tsked, "Why must you lie, my Hilda?"

Hilda sighed, "Fine, I'm baking. What's the big deal? I do it all the time!"

N frowned and looked at the clock, "It's four in the morning."

Hilda rolled her eyes and pushed N away, "I couldn't sleep." She explained, checking on the cake in the oven. She decided it was baked enough and took it out.

"Why is that?" N asked, watching Hilda place the hot cake pan on the counter.

Hilda turned her attention back to the grossly pink frosting, "I dunno," she sighed, "Maybe it's your snoring."

"I do not snore."

"Somebody does."

"Yes, you do, my love," N chuckled removing the boiling water from the stove. He turned the stove off and poured the water into a mug, "What troubles you?"

"Does something always have to trouble me?"
Hilda muttered.

N put a tea bag in the water, "I suppose not..."

"Well good," Hilda said, taking some of the frosting and putting it on N's nose, "Try this."

N frowned and attempted to lick the frosting off of his nose. He gave up after a few seconds and wiped the frosting from his face. He took the spatula from Hilda and licked the frosting off, much to her protest.

"I have to wash that now..." She whispered.

"Weren't you going to wash it anyway?"

"Well yeah, but now I have to wash it twice since I still plan on using it."

N smiled sheepishly, "Sorry."

Hilda sighed and kissed N's cheek, "It's fine. What do you think?"

"It tastes like strawberries."

"Is that good or bad?"

"Good...?"

Hilda frowned.

"Sorry."

"It's fine," Hilda sighed, taking the spatula back from N, "Sorry."

"Why? Is something the matter?"

Hilda glared at N.

"I know you said nothing is troubling you, but I know you." N said.

Hilda groaned, "Cilan wants me working more hours..."

Anger rushed through N's body, "Oh?"

"Cress thinks that's ridiculous, to which I agree, and Chili wants me to start making flan!" Hilda shrieked.

N cocked his head and raised an eyebrow, "What is wrong with flan?"

"It's a gross texture!" Hilda exclaimed, "Hard on top, soft and jelly-like on the bottom? Ew!"

"Sounds like you have a personal issue with flan..."

"I don't." Hilda denied.

N sighed and wrapped his arms around Hilda's waist, "My Hilda, do you not love your job?"

"Of course I do..." Hilda said, smoothing wrinkles in N's shirt, "But Cilan and Chili are making me lose my shit!"

N growled. He didn't like Cilan. Not one bit. Cress he liked. Chili he liked. Cilan? Not so much.

"Stop that..." Hilda said quietly, "You aren't a Pokémon."

N sighed and kissed Hilda's forehead, "I just worry about you, my love."

"I know."

"Come back to bed..." N purred, rubbing his and Hilda's noses together.

Hilda smiled softly, "In a minute...I gotta clean up."

"Later." N said, pulling Hilda towards him.

Hilda blushed, "Stop it," she giggled, pushing N away, "We both know it won't get done at all, then. I'll meet you upstairs."

N pouted and released Hilda. Hilda grabbed N's now cold tea and kissed him, placing the mug in his hands, "Go to bed."

"Fine," N sighed, "I love you."

"I love you too, N." Hilda hummed, beginning to clean up her mess.

N poured his cold tea down the sink and put his mug on the counter. He walked upstairs to the bedroom and crawled back into bed. About ten minutes later, he felt Hilda crawl in next to him. N turned and wrapped his arms around her.

N nuzzled his face into Hilda's neck, "Are you tired?"

"No." Hilda said.

N smirked, "Me neither."