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In Loving Memory

of Vernon Hansol Chwe

He ain't dead, I just found out he stans Severus Snape.

Embarrassing.

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Cook Your Own Rice

A/N: Because of that one moment in OFD Castaway where Jisoo didn’t know how to cook rice in a pot because he assumed everyone had a rice cooker

Warnings: Nothing too serious, just some cursing and some teasing~~

Pairing(s): Jihan, maybe a sprinkle of Jicheol or something

Hogwarts AU: The Fight for Love | Cook Your Own Rice | Summer Coffee Dates | Unintentional Trouble | Fallin’ For You

Jisoo and Jeonghan never fight, about anything. They were known as the perfect (or most dysfunctional, depending on who you ask) couple in Hogwarts; the calm, caramel haired Ravenclaw prefect and the sly, platinum blonde Slytherin prince.

Mingyu still doesn’t completely understand how Jisoo deals with Jeonghan.

“We’re a lot more similar than you think Gyu,” He answers simply. “I’m not that innocent,” he laughs, motioning for Mingyu to hurry up so they won’t be late for their classes.

“He’s a scheming snake,” Mingyu grumbles, and Jisoo tuts at him, glancing at the Gryffindor disapprovingly.

They never fight.

Until one summer afternoon, when Jisoo visits Jeonghan’s sprawling mansion.

“You don’t have a rice cooker?”

Jeonghan whirls in surprise, snickering when he sees at how dramatically shocked he looks; lips in a perfect O, with his hand pressed to his chest. Jisoo scans the Yoon’s immaculate kitchen again, an affronted noise leaving his pretty lips when he comes away without said rice cooker.

“We have house elves, Ji, why would we need some muggle machine to cook us rice?” he laughs, and Jisoo scoffs, shaking his head.

“No you don’t understand– wait then how do you cook rice?” he asks, utterly baffled.

Jeonghan shrugs. He’s never been interested in cooking, but he does know the elves cook rice in the silver pot on the counter. Jisoo looks even more scandalized when he points to the pot, staring at it like it’s committed high treason.

“C’mon jagi, you’re being silly, the elves do it. What does it matter?” Jeonghan coaxes, tugging Jisoo into his arms. “Besides, I would rather show you other parts of the house, like my room,” the Slytherin hums against Jisoo’s nape. He melts instantly, leaning into Jeonghan, silently asking for more.

Jisoo giggles softly, letting his boyfriend tug him up the marble staircase. It feels so illicit, going up to Jeonghan’s childhood room to well- Jisoo’s not sure what (but he hopes it’s what he thinks it is).

“Nervous, love?” Jeonghan coos, grinning when Jisoo blushes lightly. “Nothing to worry about, no one’s ever home.”

Jisoo’s barely shut Jeonghan’s bedroom door when he’s pressed against it, eager lips slotted his own, slim fingers wrapping around his waist. Jeonghan groans when he feels Jisoo respond, heat pooling low in his belly.

It’s been so long since they’ve been able to take their time with each other. Their respective groups of friends had no concept of privacy, and Jeonghan can feel himself growing harder at the thought of not having to limit themselves to a quick bathroom fuck, or hushed kisses in the Astronomy tower after hours.

Life, however, seemed to think otherwise.

“Young Master Yoon – Oh!”

Fuck.

Jisoo gasps, shoving Jeonghan away in surprise. The Slytherin stumbles, nearly faceplanting onto his house elf. Twinkle yelps, jumping out of the way, apologies falling quickly from her lips.

“Young Master, Twinkle is so very so sorry, she did not know Young Master had a guest, Twinkle wanted to clean.”

Jeonghan groans quietly, adjusting himself in his pants. He glances at Jisoo, small smile playing on his lips when he sees how adorably mortified his boyfriend looks.

“It’s fine Twinkle. This is my boyfriend Jisoo,” he introduces, and Jisoo squeaks. “C’mon love, she doesn’t bite,” he laughs, wrapping a comforting arm around his favourite Ravenclaw.

“It’s- It’s fine, I was just shocked, that’s all,” Jisoo chokes out, still looking somewhat (read: very) flustered. Jeonghan’s about to dismiss Twinkle when Jisoo opens his pretty little mouth, and asks a single question.

“Twinkle, why do you not use a rice cooker?”

What. In. Salazar.

“Ji... did you seriously ask a house elf why a wizarding family doesn’t use a muggle contraption?” he asks slowly, and Jisoo shrugs nonchalantly.

“I mean... we use electricity, and bathrooms, those are all muggle-invented things, why not a rice cooker?” he grins impishly, and Jeonghan throws a pillow at his boyfriend, praying to Salazar himself that his genius-yet-stupid boyfriend would just stop with the rice cooker already.

“Ji, love, darling, just drop it, please for the love of Merlin just drop it,” he groans, flopping onto the silk sheets.

Jisoo laughs, settling gently on the bed, pressing a loving kiss to Jeonghan’s still swollen lips.

“Alright, alright I won’t push,” he soothes. Twinkle disappears with a snap of her wrinkled fingers, and Jeonghan tugs Jisoo down for a searing kiss.

(Twinkle ensures no one interrupts the couple, although the paintings are more than disturbed when they hear Jisoo’s cries echoing in the hallways.)

Two months later, Jeonghan receives a package from his boyfriend. He figures it’s an early birthday present, since his beloved is away visiting family in America.

The gift is large and boxy, and Jeonghan picks up the card delicately, grinning when his favourite scent (Jisoo’s cologne) wafts off the ivory paper.

Angel,

I’m sorry I can’t celebrate your birthday with you this year.

I love you dearly, and I can’t wait to see you next week.

I hope you enjoy my gift to you ;)

Love, Jisoo

P.s. COOK YOUR OWN BLOODY RICE

Jeonghan snorts with laughter, shaking his head when he unwraps the box. True enough, it’s a shiny, new, muggle, rice cooker. He should have known his boyfriend wouldn’t give up that easily.

When he tries it, he’s surprised at how easy it is to use, although he’d die before admitting it to his already smug boyfriend. He instructs Twinkle to use it only when Jisoo isn’t around, just so he can possibly salvage some of his pride.

(Jisoo already knows, he just lets Jeonghan believe he can keep up his charade. It’s cute, and Jisoo’s a sucker for all things cute.)

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