She finally understood what he meant. “You want me to cook for you?” Taehyung leaned against the glass door frame beside him, not answering her question. “No problem.” She nodded. His silence clearly did not faze her.
“What would you like to eat?” she asked as she walked into the kitchen. Taehyung gazed at yn as she walked away. Her long hair cascaded down her back, almost reaching her waist. He remembered how much shorter it was when they first got married.
Every night, she would lie on their bed, her shiny black hair forming a stark contrast with the white sheets. Now every time he saw the clashing colors of black and white, it would remind him of yn in his bed and he would lose control of himself for a moment.
He set his wandering thoughts aside and his eyes darkened. “Surely you know exactly what I like to eat?” he replied.
In fact, not even his own parents knew his exact preferences. Growing up, he had always had the best of everything served up to him on a silver plate- the best food ingredients, the best chefs-so no matter what was served up they were all consistently excellent. Taehyung did not even understand why people had preferences to a certain kind of food because he was so used to being given the best all the time.
But that was not how she saw things. After they got married, she would always ask Him what his preferences were, what he usually liked to eat or use or do. At the time, taehyung thought she was just wasting her time.
He completely ignored all the efforts that she made with disdain. To him, it meant nothing at all whether or not yn was good at cooking. Why should he care, when he could get the best chefs in the world to cook anything he wanted for him at the snap of a finger?
In fact, he did try to get other people to cook for him after they separated. But strangely enough, even the world’s top chefs could not recreate the taste of the food that she made for him.
Meanwhile in the kitchen, yn walked to the fridge leisurely and opened it. She was surprised to find it filled with various ingredients to cook with. Everything from the freshest fruits and vegetables to frozen imported meat and seafood was there. Juices, beverages, snacks, desserts, ice creams and all the other things she can think of were there.
She stood in front of the fridge for a good few seconds, lost in thought. It looked like he had prepared for her arrival. She was reminded of how, in order to please taehyung, she used to learn how to make new dishes every day so she could find out what he liked to eat. Even if he always ended up showing no interest whatsoever in her food, she still persisted.
Sometimes she would work so hard in the kitchen that she would get blisters in her hands, but if the food didn’t suit his taste, he would not even give it a second look, much less finish it.
She found it incredibly ironic that he suddenly showed interest in her cooking now, when she had neither her past enthusiasm nor even a slight interest to please him. She snorted at the thought as she nonchalantly grabbed a few simple ingredients from the fridge and tossed them in the sink.
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Ex Husband's Obsession(21+) [Kth ff]
FanfictionIt was my foolishness that i desired kim taehyung who way out of my league, but the biggest mistake was thinking that finally my dream came true but i ended up lossing my life and the only child i could have in this lifetime. Whom I thought as my k...