This Means War - 9

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DA note: Spoilers to Jungle Cruise.

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          Mix had just finished with preparing the dinner. He had prepared a nice bowl of noodles and a few things on the side.

          Earth had gotten back from the gym half an hour ago and was currently showering.

          Mix sat down at the table, placing a hand underneath his chin as his mind took him back to the Grand Canyon trip he had with Earth just two days ago.

          But it felt like he had just come back two hours ago from there.

          The feelings were still so fresh from it.

          He remembered how handsome Earth looked as he'd stared at his side profile when Earth had taken the selfie.

          "Why were you staring at me?" He had asked annoyed,

          "I just happen to turn when you clicked the picture, that's it." Mix had said and had playfully smiled at an Earth, who was glaring at him.

          A smile came upon Mix's lips as he removed the hand from underneath his chin and looked out as he released a breath.

          The sound of door closing resonated in the emptiness of the house. Then Earth's loud steps echoed. Mix's eyes followed Earth's form walking to the stairs as he dried his hair from a towel.

          He fixed himself a little as Earth descended from the stairs and went to hang the towel.

          "What have you made?" He asked, eagerness lacing his tone. It fueled Mix's excitement and hope, "Noodles and a few other things."

          Mix said as Earth walked up to the table after hanging the towel in the stand.

          "Are you kidding me? I am not supposed to eat that stuff, it can ruin my perfect figure I have achieved after spending days in the gym and long hours of dieting. Wheat can cause bloating in my body which is not good for my actor reputation and photoshoots."

          Earth paused,

          "Are you done?"

          He met Mix's eyes only to see him glaring up at himself, his arms against the table were folded.

          "I'm not cooking anything else." Mix said in a firm tone,

          "But I don't wanna eat that!"

          Earth whined like a child and Mix successfully suppressed that grin as he stood up and went towards the kitchen and said in a slight dramatic tone,

          "Oh, I'm sorry but," He opened the door to the cabinet and reached to pull out plates, "You'll have to eat th—"

          Mix stopped abruptly as something thin and long made contact with the side of his face and dropped on his shoulder.

          Leaving the plates there, he took a step back, turning to Earth as he picked the said thing from his shoulder and looked at it with slight distaste,

          It was noodles,

          He averted his gaze at Earth, who glanced at him and then looked away as if he didn't do it.

          Mix released a silent breath as he threw the noodles away and went to take out the plates again,

          He had just reached his hand into the cabinet again when it happened. Again, this time with extra noodles.

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