born to die

cooking

it's been three months since the two boys met each other, and jisungs time was cut shorter and shorter.
sometimes, he felt anxious because of it, and he cried in minhos arms, minho letting him sob in his shoulder, even when he wasn't the biggest fan of physical touch.
it's okay if it was jisung.

this time, jisung requested a cooking date.
it was late august, and it was raining a lot.
of course, the only thing minho could do is agree.

minho tied an arparon around jisungs waist, which he loved so much.
jisung looked so adorable, so tiny, and the only thing minho wanted to do was to kiss this adorable dork all over his face, but he held himself back.

"okay, can you cut some vegetables for me?" minho asked and jisung nodded.

he went to the fridge and took out the vegetable.
as he was cutting it, minho was preparing the meat and the rice. they were talking and joking around the entire time, and it just felt so....natural.

"ouch." jisung suddenly said and hissed in pain.
he cut his finger a little.

"what happened?" minho worriedly asked, immediately putting all his attention on jisung.

"it's okay, i just cut my finger a little, nothing serious."

minho took his hand and looked at the cut.
"wait here." he said and went to the bathroom.

he then opened a cabinet and took out a package with plasters.
he made his way back, carefully putting a plaster on his cut.

this simple gesture made jisungs heart skip a beat.

to be honest, he wanted this.
he wanted a boyfriend who would treat him right, and he just found someone, even tho he wasn't exactly his boyfriend...

they finished the cooking and ate what they cooked together.

they had to admit, it tasted amazing.

"its probably because we put so much love in it."
Jisung chuckled and continued eating his food.

all minho could do was admire the boy.