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Summary; You decided to surprise Minho by cooking in the kitchen, but you didn’t know how to cook…
TAGLIST; @straykidsdreamer @gabriellamarie
Genre; fluff & stupid.
Never go into the kitchen again.
You were sitting on the couch, watching another episode of SKZ-CODE, your eyes sparkled every time your boyfriend, Minho, appeared on the screen.
As the episode ended, you suddenly had motivation to do something around the house, but you didn’t know what to do. Scrolling on tiktok, you finally got an idea of what to do, what if you cooked dinner for him? He always comes home tired, only takeout was seen on the kitchen counter.
You stand up, heading to the kitchen, your nose scrunching up in disgust at the scent of the remaining dishes. You let out a sigh, starting on the dishes, How would you cook if the dishes weren’t washed?
Meanwhile, Minho was just finished with his dance practice, sweating a lot, the sweat wetting his shirt, his hair stuck to his forehead. He sent a text to you, then redirected his focus on the road again, god, why was the road pocked today? He impatiently waits for the road to clear.
He couldn’t wait to be finally back in your arms after a long day of practicing for their new album, a headache was slowly creeping.
Back to you, you were trying to make beef wellington, but failed… You failed miserably to cook, burning the food to the point where it looked like some… garbage food spat out of a raccoon's mouth, it smelled bad, tasted bad as well, and did not look appealing to the eye at all.
You started to slightly panic, thinking that Minho would have to come back, disappointed from the takeout food, you didn’t tell him nor warn him about how you can't cook, and didn’t want to, you felt embarrassed that a human your age, didn’t know how to cook.
The sound of the keys unlocking the front door were heard loud and clear, indicating that Minho was finally back home, he was tired, exhausted even, they spent hours dancing on their new album.
Just as he entered the kitchen, you quickly threw the burnt food from the window, but to your surprise, a few burnt bits were on the floor, and the cats started eating them.
Minho raised his brow, just what were the cats eating from the floor? He looked at you, seeing the awkward smile, “Hi, Minho,” you speak, laughing nervously as if trying to hide the problem you did, “How was… uhm, practice?” Minho looks at you, sensing something is wrong.
“What did you do?” Minho asks, he could smell the burnt food, but where was it? “Uhm… nothing! Nothing at all.” you giggle nervously.
Just as Minho was staring at you, you cracked, instantly speaking. “I tried to cook dinner for you, but I couldn’t and I almost burnt the whole apartment down and now I don’t know what to do!” you quickly spoke, faster than Han’s rapping.
Minho blinked his eyes several times, his brain trying to process the fast words that were spitting from your mouth. “So… you burned the food? That you were trying to cook?” Minho says again, making sure he heard right.
You nod your head, “I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you that I can’t cook but I wanted to surprise you…” you sheepishly look at him, and Minho’s gaze softens, “I don’t want you to cook for me to love you, just you being with me is enough.” he kisses your forehead, hugging you to his chest tight.
He didn’t need warm food for when he came back, he just wanted your embrace.
