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“It’s too dangerous for a Cake to be outside, you have to stay at home.”
Because of Minkyun’s words, Yuto was always at home, other than leaving for work. He would make breakfast in the mornings of his vacation break; Yuto made 6 pieces of muffin, and after putting some honey on them, he turned around only to be met with Minkyun standing at the side. His flawless skin with luscious black hair, Minkyun looked conscious but at a loss. “Hyung, breakfast is ready.” The moment Yuto put down the plate of muffins, he was hugged forcefully by Minkyun.
“Hyung what’s wrong?” Minkyun was shaking, so he put his hand in Minkyun’s hair, hoping to calm him. “Are you unwell?”
“Yuto,” Minkyun said cautiously. “Can I kiss you?”
“Why are you asking?” Minkyun is acting weird today. “Aren’t you always clinging onto me?”
Minkyun didn’t answer, he had to quickly suppress the sweet smell that was affecting him, he kissed Yuto. As if Yuto was used to this, he accepted and returned the kiss immediately. The kiss was greedy, their mouths filled with the taste of pineapple buns and minty flavour of the toothpaste combined. When Minkyun tasted the Cake’s saliva, his body instantly relaxed. Yuto drew patterns on Minkyun’s back that was heating up. “Hyung, did you have a nightmare?” “I think so.” he hugged Yuto faintly.
Between the sounds of cutleries clunking during breakfast time, Yuto was told that Minkyun was his Fork, and that he could be eaten anytime. He knew that Minkyun was a Fork, but he wasn’t expecting it to be such a coincidence, that they both belong to each other.
“I’m sorry Yuto,” Minkyun hung his head, cutting the muffin that seemed tasteless in front of him. “This became the most dangerous place for you instead.”
“I don’t think it that way,” Yuto swallowed the honey. “Knowing that Minkyun-hyung is my Fork, I’m relieved.”
“Why?”
“Let’s talk about this when you are hungry again.” Yuto’s face was calm, but it gave Minkyun a fear. He’s the Fork right? If he wanted to, he could eat Yuto right now. The softness of the cake can never avoid the sharp edges of a fork.
The Cake was vulnerable in front of him, but all the Fork did was to kiss him like a child. Yuto was shocked, but never showed it on his face. He would be fine with it if he was eaten, because it was Minkyun. Not being eaten is good as well, because they can continue being together.
Being Minkyun’s Cake is good. He is his only Cake, the Cake that can make him lose his mind and rationality. Yuto smiled, an unexplainable feeling of joy lingering in his chest.