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" hyung be careful!"

"you're acting like I never cooked in my life before!"

"im just trying to help!"

Minho scoffed as he turn away from the younger, going back to the only thing he can make:kimchi fried rice.(I think he said it before-) Jisung peak over the older's shoulder, standing on his tippy toes.

"noisy aren't we?"

"so whAt if I am!I want to see what yourE cOOk-"

Jisung's eyes widened how close he was to the older's face once Minho turn his head to his direction. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, warmth creeping up his chipmunk like cheeks as the older stare at him with those sharp eyes. For a second, Minho glance at the younger's rosy lips before looking away to proceed to cooking. Jisung  pouted at not getting the attention he wanted. He begin tugging at the older's shirt to get his attention.

"...LEe knOw...leee knnnoooww....Hyung!"

Though Minho didn't flinch or show any sign of reaction, just to continue to stir the rice and kimchi in the pan, sizzling sounds filled up the awkward silence. Han pouted as he childishly stomp his left foot against the kitchen's floor as he clench his hands into his (small) fists.

"miNHO!-"

Before he knew it he was being pushed against the counter. Jisung yelped when he felt two hands take a hold of his thighs to pick him up and place him on the counter. The squirrel flinched and closed his eyes tightly as he heard the sound of two hands slightly slamming against the counter. He crack an eye open, to see Minho glaring at him. Jisung felt panic rised within him,how could he forget he shouldn't call the older by that name-

"it's Minho HYUNG,you little brat"Minho said in a slightly annoyed tone as he flick the other's forehead.
With that he went back to stove to turn off the stove. Jisung was left dumbfounded, shouldn't he be mad at him for not calling him lee know? Let's just double check

"Minho hyung?"

The older hum in response as dump the finished cooked rice into a bowl.

"hyung..is it-?"

"Its alright"

"...M-minho.. Hyung!"

"Hey!-"

Jisung had somewhat jumped from the counter to Minho's back,almost killing the older in the process. They weren't even an inch apart from each other, making it easier for Jisung to wrap his arms around Minho's neck which almost choked Him. He then wrapped his legs around the older's waist.

Minho scoffed as he roll his eyes at the younger's actions yet he didn't pushed him off and proceed to crack an egg on the pan. Jisung watched him as it was the most entertaining thing he had ever seen in his life ."hyung, I'm starving " Jisung whine as he lay his head on Minho's shoulder. "im almost done..you can wait" the older bluntly replied as his eyes never left the pan. "besides,isn't that uncomfortable? " he asked,referring to Jisung clinging to him. Jisung simply just nuzzle on the older's shoulder with a sleepily smile.

"no,not at all~"

Jisung didn't see it but Minho smiled.

"do you store all your food in there?"

Jisung looked up from his bowl,cheeks looked fulled with food just like a squirrel who stuff it's cheeks with acorns. Minho didn't even touch his food,but stare fondly at the younger with his chubby cheeks.
He had his elbow resting on the table as he use the palm of his hand to support his cheek(or face). Jisung shyly looked down as he continue to eat.