A quick glance at St. Van was all you need to make your decision. Baron nodded and made his way towards the basement, visibly sad. You felt bad for him, but you had already made a decision. Taking a pair of gloves from a drawer you smiled at St. Van as if asking with what you could help. He handed you a glass filled with oil and slowly told you which ingredients you had to add, while he butchered the chicken into tiny pieces.
Both of you worked fast together so that the chicken was ready before Baron even arrived from the basement. The only thing left was to dump the seasoned pieces in a bath of frying oil. You took a chicken bit and hovered over the burning hot oil, yet due to your slippery gloves, the piece fell into the pan sending the oil flying in your direction.
Winching in pain, St. Van was quick to remove your gloves and drag your hand towards the sink. There he let icy water run over your wound while blowing on your wrist. Once he was assured the pain had gone away, he took a salve out of the top shelves and slowly rubbed it into your skin. As this all took place, you watched St.Van with big eyes. Surely you hadn't expected him to rush so quickly to help you, but your heart was skipping a few beats also because he looked so worried as he was treating your wound.
"I think this will leave a scar, I'm sorry", he said.
"St. Van you don't have to be sorry, it's my fault. Also, scars are awesome!"
You grinned wide at him, making him burst into a small giggle. This surely was high up there on the reasons why he liked you so much. You were so full of energy and always did things he never expected you to do, so without thinking, he leaned down and gave you a peck on your lips. Surprised, you flinched and almost slapped St.Van's hand in the process, but he was quick to take hold of it, as he leaned in once again, for a longer more passionate kiss.
A minute into the kiss you smelled something burning, so you quickly broke it and went over to the pan to see the burned chicken that had injured you several minutes ago. "Serves you right", St.Van says to the chicken and you laughed at his innocent behavior. After that, you continue cooking as normal.
The Christmas evening went by peacefully, eating the meals you cooked and watching movies together. It didn't take long for you and St.Van to move together and soon, moving in turned into getting married and so you lived your life alongside two Mini-versions of St.van and you running around the house you both built.
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Winter Vacation
FanfictionYou are invited by your friend Ziu to spend your winter holidays at a cabin with some of his friends. What you don't realize is that they may or may not started to like the idea of having a girl around them.
