SWITCH

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jaemin looked into their closet and there were a lot of clothes he didn't know whose clothes belong to whom. he just took an oversized shirt and left the room.

he went to the kitchen where jeno is and saw him cooking an egg. but it doesn't look like an egg to him. he's a professional chef for god's sake.

"what are you cooking?" jaemin asked and walked nearer. and oh dear lord! his "fried egg" is drowning in cooking oil.

jaemin's eyes widened and it made him uneasy.

"let's sit you down, shall we? give me that." jaemin said and took the spatula from jeno's hands.

"what are you going to do with that? we can't eat that, can we?" jeno laughed.

"oh shut up, you'll see." jaemin said. he know's he's not supposed to cook since he knows how bad of a cook his brother is. but there's one thing he can't stand. watching people cook inedible food.

jaemin then started to cook.

jeno's eyes widened as he watched jaemin sliced the ingredients quicky and when he cracked the egg with one hand, which is completely normal for jaemin.

"w-when did you... YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO COOK! H-HOW DID THIS..." jeno kept stuttering, not believing what was happening.

jaemin smiled secretly and continued doing he was doing.

after he cooked, he put everything on the table, leaving jeno dropping his jaw.

"h-how... when... you— YOU ALWAYS BURNED EGGS WHENEVER YOU COOK! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN????"

jeno stared at jaemin, his eyes squinting at him, "I KNEW IT!"

jaemin gulped and avoided jeno's eye contact, "w-what?? let's eat." he said, still avoiding his eyes.

"THAT WAS WHY YOU IGNORED ME FOR WEEKS, RIGHT!" jeno exclaimed.

jaemin paused, there's no other explanation how his "brother" is suddenly a great cook.

"y-yeah! you got me! yeah!" jaemin agreed.

jeno chuckled and took a spoonful of the soup jaemin made. after he tasted it, he almost dropped the spoon on his hand. not only because it tastes good, but the taste is so nostalgic that it made his heart beat twice faster than normal.

"why? is it bad? what's wrong?" jaemin continuously asked him. but he stayed quiet for a while.

when he finally got his senses back, "n-no its nothing... it's just... it tastes so much like..."

"your mom's cooking?" jaemin asked, expecting he was right.

jeno shook his head, which made jaemin's smile disappear. "oh? then, what?"

"it tastes so much like... someone's food. someone special." jeno said.

"...in my heart." he whispered.

which jaemin heard. he just pretended not to, and because of it, his heart started beating quickly and he started breathing uncontrollably. but jeno didn't notice.