[ Dash laughs again at the comment, not unkindly. It just seems like he's the sort of person whose happiness overflows into laughter a lot. Giggling, chuckling, laughing, it's all very quick to spill from his lips. By the time Sungmin reaches for the towel, Dash has rather unceremoniously popped one finger in his mouth.

Apparently to gauge how much better Sungmin tastes now? Not that he had a gauge before...

He looks only momentarily sheepish before withdrawing his finger. ] You taste pretty great! [ he says, not laughing aloud, but with amusement in his eyes. ] It's my fault - I was distracting you from your work! [ Apparently Sungmin's not the only touchy feely one, because it's Dash's inclination now to grab for the towel and hold it up. ]

Can I help? [ Since Sungmin can't see his head, or so Dash assumes. ] Do you really think that? About people and hats, I mean. [ He sounds intrigued. ]

Do a lot of people cook and make cute cupcakes at the same time? If so, I've been missing out for years! That sounds like a dream. [ He puts his free hand to his chest while letting himself be navigated toward the cookies. ]

Like love cookies? I love love cookies! [ Dash, you cheese. ]