in which one girl tests her
luck with a dating app
looking for love and ends
up chatting with seven hot boys.
❝ bro, i'm really just here to
troll and find friends get outta
here with that 'true love' shiz. ❞
+
- a bts fic.
- textin...
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5:37 PM
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"Why," Hoseok says, doing his best to keep his voice level. "Would you volunteer to bake in my apartment again? I'm ecstatic to have you here but I'm just the slightest bit confused as to why you need to bake in my kitchen."
Na Eun brandishes the wooden spoon in her hand towards him; as if she was challenging him to a duel.
"It'll be fine! It's just some cupcakes, how bad can it be?" Na Eun says, flashing him a brilliant smile that is almost charming and confident enough. "I've seen how often you get takeout and thought maybe that something sweet might deter you from eating quick meals so often." Hoseok proceeds to wince a little at her admonishment, too embarrassed by the underlying truth of her statement to even fight back.
"Now," Na Eun waves around the wooden spoon and lightly taps the counter. "Could you pass me the flour and three eggs?" A sigh of compliance escapes Hoseok's lips when Na Eun returns to her classically cheerful self. Quickly pulling out the small bag of flour and juggling three eggs in his other hand, he rushes to Na Eun's side of the counter, with the bowl and measuring cups already set up there.
"Now, the recipe says to beat three eggs." Na Eun states while Hoseok makes a confused face.
"Like in hand-to-hand combat?"
"Absolutely do not try to beat the eggs in hand-to-hand combat." With that statement Na Eun quickly swipes the eggs away from Hoseok's grasp before he can turn them into nothing but yolks and eggshell dust. "It just means to mix them; rather aggressively too, I guess."
The cookbook said to whisk the eggs and sweet powder until they become foamy. Hoseok didn't think that he had ever seen eggs become foamy but got to whisking anyway. Five minutes later and the eggs simply resembled a more homogenous pile of yellow goop. Were those few bubbles at the top though? He kept on whisking and whisking until his arms got tired and he had to take a break.
