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The oh so sweet smell from the new, fairly small, cute looking bakery always caught mick’s attention on his way to work to the point it has gotten hard to ignore. The restaurant where he works is near enough for him to be walking there and he always passes by that place on his way to work. Today is his day off, so he decided to get up early anyways to get to taste the sweet pastries when they’re just freshly made. Different pieces of sweet snacks and pastries were always on display on the front window and they all looked so good, he always had to think about what he would get if he's gonna buy something from there one day. he wasn’t able to take an exact, close look at the food but from a distance he could already see all the icing, sprinkles and variety of colors which decorated the pastries.
Mick’s mouth was basically watering by just thinking of what he’s seen and the sweet smell of cakes, brownies, cupcakes and anything else covering the streets. Even just the look of the bakery made it hard to ignore. It wasn’t just some plain building. The walls were colored pastel pink and the windows were decorated with all cutesy stuff like confetti stars, little animal stickers on the window and colorful plates on which the food was presented. He was excited to see what the bakery would look from the inside. He was able to take a quick peek to the inside through the window here and there, but was never really able to look at it closely since he has to get to work and usually misses his alarm clock, which resorts to him having to do everything in a hurry. And on his free day he either had no time or didn’t want to go out.
He stood in front of the entrance door, looking at the opening times. The bakery was open seven days a week, which meant it was open full time. But only from 6:30 to 12:30, so getting up fairly early is a must if he wants something fresh from there. as soon as he opened the door a small bell rang and the now even more extreme smell of sweet baked goods hit him like a giant ocean wave. It was so good he could’ve passed out on the spot. He’s used to smelling lots of different savory foods the whole day at his place of work, so this was something different. Not that he never smelled something sweet before, but this was so unique on its own way.
Mick took himself the time to take a closer look at the inside. Just like outside, the walls were pastel pink, the only different thing is that they had white stripes and some posters of bands that didn’t really fit the vibe of this whole place. He recognized a couple bands like korn, metallica and even lorna shore and cannibal corpse. These posters may not fit the look of this place, but once he was able to take a closer look around, he noticed some other decorations like a scull on a small shelf for decorations and even a bass guitar on one of the walls. He really liked it since it was so unique and different than from most bakeries and it’s also similar to his music taste.
Once he was done focusing on the walls and decorations, his glance switched to all the different kinds of food presented behind the counter. At first, he thought his eyes must have tricked him, but the variety of pastries and snacks were unbelievable. Cakes that could be served as wedding cakes, brownies both with white and brown chocolate, cookies as big as his hand, biscuits that look like a ton of effort was put into decorating them perfectly like an oil painting, cupcakes in different shapes and forms with lots of icing and decorations, a variety of croissants and so on and so on. in the back he could also spot some other stuff like bread, buns and a few savory things, but his focus remained on the sweet stuff. He got pulled out of his trance as he could hear footsteps coming closer.
“Good morning! Sorry for the wait, what can I get for you?”
A guy covered in flour with short black hair and brown eyes came out of the baking area and stepped behind the counter. Despite looking like he could use a couple hours of sleep, he seemed to be really active and enthusiastic and kept up a smile.
“Hi uhm…I don’t even know where to start.”
Mick chuckled quietly and grabbed himself by the back of his hand with one arm.
He should’ve probably looked at what they offer here on the display window before standing there like an idiot and not knowing what to say.
“May I offer you something if it helps?”
“Sure!”
The guy began picking up a slice of cake carefully that was presented on the counter and held it up to give mick a better look.
“This is one of our current bestsellers, it’s a regular vanilla cake that has pistachio icing with white and dark chocolate chunks mixed into the dough…”
The shorter baker held up a piece of cake which looked like the way he just described it.
“…and here, my personal favorite, grillage. Originated in Austria and also commonly sold in Germany. It’s a cake made of something similar to ice-cream and is decorated with small hazelnut chunks and chocolate. The floor consists of meringue.”
“Oh wow…hard to choose honestly, I’ll take both.”
Mick never heard of grillage before, but it sounds so good and looks even better. Or the other way around? It just looks and sounds fucking delicious so he’s definitely sparing this one for last. Best for last as people say.
“Is there anything else I can get for you?”
The baker asked while packing mick’s food carefully up.
“Uhm, yeah I’ll also have a slice of this chocolate cake and one of these cookies.”
If he could, mick would get one piece of everything, but his budget is pretty limited right now. He was already kinda overspending right now but the food guilt tripped him into doing so by just looking at it.
“of course!”
Mick waited patiently for the guy to finish packing up the pastries. Meanwhile he took the time to finally take a closer look at everything else that was offered here without being in a hurry with choosing what to get.
“The total will be 17.26$!”
Mick pulled out his walled to pay for his sweet baked goods.
“Thank you, hope to see you soon!”
The baker thanked in a very kind tone
“See you!”
Mick grabbed his stuff with a smile and left the bakery.
The whole walk home he could only think about how the sweet pastries would taste, so he was glad when he finally arrived. He quickly put off his shoes and jacket and sat down at the table. It was quite a tough choice for him to choose with what to start, so he just went with the cookie first. He could already feel how perfectly soft it was in the middle, and it was even better as soon as he got to taste it. he finished it quite fast, even though it was bigger than the usual cookie. But he was already a very tall and pretty average sized guy…okay maybe he was a little bit overweight, but big guys gotta eat too, right? As soon as he finished, he went to grab the slice of chocolate cake. Its consistency looked like it was similar to the one of a brownie and it was topped with soft chocolate cream. Taking a bite out of it felt like he was biting into a pudgy cloud. The cake really had the consistency similar to a brownie and that mixed with the light chocolate cream was just perfect.
Every bite felt like it was better than the one before. Like the cookie, he basically finished the cake in no time. He slowed down a little bit later on, but there’s still some space left in that stomach, even though his pants felt a little bit tighter than before. He grabbed the piece of pistachio cake, and by the smell he could already tell it’s going to be very sweet, which only got confirmed after he bit into it. just like all the previous foods, it tasted like heaven. The white and dark chocolate chunks really mixed well with the pistachio icing. He struggled a bit with finishing this one, huffing a little and taking heavy breaths in between taking bites, but he was desperate to finish this one and to get to eating the grillage cake.
He thought for a moment, but gave in to his cravings. The cake touching his taste buds was like firework exploding. Chocolate, hazelnut, ice-cream and meringue all mixed together tasted fucking awesome. Mick let out a small moan while taking another bite due to him already being so full. Not even an hour before eating all of this he had breakfast, but fuck it, he can finish that one. Although it’s gonna be quite a challenge because the grillage is the biggest piece of all the cakes he bought. Every bite was harder to take, and he had to pause a few times to concentrate on chewing and swallowing and taking deep breaths only to dig in again afterwards. After he was done, he could feel his belly pressing against his pants, so finishing up this piece of cake was relieving, leaving him a bit bloated. He had to unbutton his pants and leaned back into his chair, letting his head fall back and leaving out a long breath and a groan, giving his belly a small pat and rubbing with the palm of his hand over it. he may have overdone it a little bit, but who doesn’t treat themselves nicely sometime? The pastries were fucking delicious, he’s definitely gonna come back to that place, and he’s lucky he lives near that place. And admittedly, the baker was also kinda cute…