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Junhui doesn't necessarily mind being cursed.
“I hate you,” Calcifer huffs, flames coming out of where his mouth would be. The door behind Junhui—the unblocked one—opens and Calcifer perks up. “Minghao! He’s torturing me! The strange, long man is torturing me!”
“Is he now?” a lyrical voice asks. Suddenly, there’s a hand on the pan in front of Junhui’s with a blue and silver sleeve used as a makeshift oven mitt. “Pardon me, strange, long man, but I’m afraid my fire is throwing a fit.”
“Hey!” Calcifer yelps as Junhui tries to back up and runs into a person. When he turns around, it takes everything in him not to ask why everyone in the house is so attractive. Minghao is gorgeous with a little impish grin and Junhui finds himself tongue-tied to an embarrassing degree.
“Hello,” Minghao says softly. That smile never leaves their face. “Can I ask why you’re in my house and irritating my fire?”