UNIRONICALLY.| taehyun

past-a

"You had one job, Soobin".

Kang Taehyun reprimanded the blue haired boy, choi Soobin, his assistant. he lowers his head down pouting his lips as the boss looks at him frustrated. soobin had dreamed of opening his own bakery before when he first got into baking , but it was hard for him to transition from a amateur baker to a real time professional baker at an actual shop. 

Something wonderful happens when you come out of your comfort zone. It is painstaking, fearful yet alluring. Soobin has always liked baking. He been working on making various breads to biscuits to distorted meringue shells that he loved crushing down as soon after labelling them unfit for his macaroons. Soobin hates baking now. He hated it because he just couldn't get that one perfect loaf of bread out of the oven, he hasn't been able to make one macaroon without breaking the meringue shells halfway and not one batch of biscuits that didn't look like he had to scrap off the nasty burnt crust off one side.

"You had one fucking job , for god sake Soobin how could you mess up sugar and salt while making custard??".

Kang Taehyun was fuming, he bit his lips to control his anger. He bats his eyes at the batch of 14 custards on the plate and he doesn't know how many of them taste salty. Soobin wonders how someone as five heads shorter than him had so much anger stored in his body, without a hint of shame, chuckles.

"....well, I didn't think I'd actually see you mad Taehyunnie, you look.... intimidating ", The blue haired remarks. He has known his boss for a while and seems quite amazed by his charisma. His senses bring him back to reality where he shudders at Taehyun's blow torch gaze burning the crust of his amateur skills.

" Okay tell me how many of these have you prepared yourself?...don't beat around the bush, I have a lot of work to do before people come in for inspection".

The inspection. Soobin bit his lips realising that he had really fucked up on his first day of making goods himself. Taehyun had always assisted him but for a change the blue haired boy took up a bottle of courage up his blood stream. He knows , he know how bad he is at baking but he loved baking. It's something he was assigned to do from the angels who once made people fall in love. Instead of bringing people together, they had brought up Soobin with an admiration towards baking.

Why do salt and sugar look the same when they taste the absolute opposite in the food spectra?

"Eeeek", Soobin squeals tasting the heap of salt he had tasted in a random custard bowl from rows of two on the counter.

"...that's what you did,  help me get a another batch of milk and cream, we can deal with the custard later...Uhm trying making a savory out of it, something!  hurry up!".

"Alright, alright, on it!".

"...sorry, I know I had asked you if I needed to add this bowl of salt in there and you just nodded and I did , is that wrong?", Soobin added as he emptied the milk cartons into a small pan with eyes fixated at the faults of his fathom. Taehyun was worried about the inspection since the morning and has been keeping up with all the dishes on his menu all by himself. He needed atleast one of each dish. Taehyun assumed that the bakery being closed for half of the day would rather result in a loss , so he had become obsessed to make a batch of each just in case so that he could catch up with the next day's sale.

The shorter makes it look when he's incharge. He picked of the ladle immediately and rinses it clean after the previous batch. He begins right at the stove's handle by vigorously stirring the half boiled liquid. "Quick!", He orders his assistant to being him a small bowl of a custurd starting pre- mix.

" Here, it comes", Soobin back away as he stands behind Taehyun as he monitors the overflowing pan in his own hands. " Sweet, I see that you always adjust the heat ", he laughs. His arms unable to stay still makes it around Taehyun's apron laces.