even with the unusual entwining of their lives, kass was someone minjun had found affection in through time spent together, despite the stark difference in routine. he was accustomed to her pop punk persona by now, often seeing her adorned in all black, so the contrast of the yellow of his own jumper was atypical. he was often presented with the other’s brazen personality, the soft brush of a cheek against his shoulder and hesitance in her voice was complementary to her uncommon appearance. as predicted, whatever he had made had little chance of being turned into an edible pancake. similarly the painter was not in his element, even if he found that he was enjoying it more that expected. the new environment was able to provide him with stimulants that meant he was able to use his creativity for something other than oil paint. feedback was much less negative than expected, a satisfied smile found it’s way onto soft features. ‘ more milk… okay… ’ his voice trails as his focus shifts to obtaining the milk, light brown locks bounce against his forehead as he makes his way to the fridge. pouring the liquid into the bowl and taking the other’s advice to beat the shit out of it, minjun uses the whisk to do just that, the mixture almost transforming in front of his eyes. ‘ this is better isn’t it? ’ he turns to face her to show her the batter. ‘ this totally looks good now. ’
dully taking over the whisk , poking at the comical lumps , she soon found her gaze straying over shoulder , watching bemused as he strolls across the smaller kitchen for milk , noting that he didn’t have any trouble retrieving it from the shelf whereas her tiny ass would be struggling . some people just have all the luck , she muses &. it wasn’t just his height , either , as he returns to his station , concentration evident by careful pouring &. giving her a chance to casually trace his handsome features . it didn’t mean anything , anyone with eyes would do the same . like observing art or a really funny cat video . you just kinda have to acknowledge it , appreciate it , move on . oblivious fool is a beat off , realizing too late that she had the requested whisk still in hand . “ i don’t think that foundation is really your color , ” quickly teasing as she points out the flour brushed across enviable cheeks , passing off the tool &. spinning away before he could think too much of her diversion tact . now would be a great time to look for the cutting board , hiding flushed visuals behind a cabinet door as she pretended to rustle around . but of course , hopeless kid calls on her expertise again , so she’ll flash the quickest glance before turning away once more . “ gold star , my guy !! j - just remember to add the other stuff before you pour . vanilla . . . cinnamon . . . whatever you want . ” deciding it’d be suspect to search this long for something she was familiar with by now , kass set out the various fruit &. began slicing carefully .
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