"i want to kiss you." minho blurted out, his eyes still closed and his cheeks getting redder with each passing second.
"then just kiss me?"
-for the minsungers
+++ THIS IS VERY FAST PACED OK
dont expect much by chapt. 60 smh i lost the plot around...
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"cookies and war?"
"no listen- mate, shut up, read the box," felix gave minho the brownie box that has the instructions on it.
"the what? the fuck is this?" mimho furrowed his eyes, examining the box like a little kid which is slowly turning felix into a ticking time bomb.
"minho read the fucking box before i shove your face in it." felix pointed aggressively at the baking instructions right in front of minho's face. he sighed and went back to whisking the brownie mix.
"we finished the cookie dough thing." changbin held up another mixing bowl that has mixed cookie dough inside.
"great great, put it on the baking tray and don't forget to add butter on it first before putting the cookies on!" felix exclaimed, actually happy that changbin followed the box. hopefully he followed the box.
"what?"
felix looked at jisung who was turning red trying to supress his laughter at the trio losing their minds. he sighed once again and massaged his nose bridge. "butter the baking tray then put the fucking cookie dough on it changbin."
"wait so i just-" changbin put the whole stick of butter on the baking tray, sending felix overdrive.
"oh my fucking god mate! pick up the fucking butter yeah? take a little slice of it and rub it on the god damn baking tray!" felix said half of it in english with an angry australian accent that jisung grew used to. "ji can you please switch with me before i lose my shit?!"
"hmm, i don't see why not." jisung shrugged with a little snort before walking away from the table and into the kitchen.
"thank you!" felix sighed and walked to the table that's right beside the kitchen to look at chat.
"alrighty- are you guys mentally okay?"
"princess, no. i am not okay." minho sighed, continuing to whisk the brownie mix that felix abandoned out of anger.
"just keep mixing and you just keep rolling." jisung shrugged once again and leaned on the counter.
