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It was just a very casual day for Kyle, being a couch potato scrolling through videos on his feed. Nothing weird happened around for once. Just peace.
He thinks.
Well not until he smelled something somewhat burning. Its scent lingered in the air—smoky and suffocating. And it smelled very disgusting, well for him.
“What the hell is happening???” He felt a rush of panic waving over him, as though the scent grew stronger.
Coming from the kitchen, a loud scream rang out, echoing through the halls. It was a deafening one— and definitely a girl-ish scream for another guy that's just a few rooms away.
“Andrei?! Are you okay??” Kyle quickly stood up and dashed over to the kitchen, feet thudding on the wooden floor.
As he reached the kitchen, his eyes grasped the sight of a pan on fire and… Andrei wearing a pink apron with cute designs-? Kyle stifled a laugh knowing he couldn't yet.
“What did you do???” Kyle couldn't help but be sarcastic, even if just for a moment.
“HELP ME HERE?!?! The pan is burning and I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO” Andrei panicked, looking back and forth to Kyle and the burning pan.
“Have you really gone stupid that fast-? There's a literal bucket right there and the faucet is JUST beside you.” Kyle pointed at both objects. Andrei just looked dumbfounded before a red tint flushed against his cheeks in embarrassment.
Andrei couldn't help but face palm himself for a few seconds, then grabbing the small, metal bucket and leading it over to the faucet area.
He quickly turned on the faucet— an immense rush of water came pouring down harshly.
Filling half the bucket, he turned off the faucet and poured the water onto the fire that had grown bigger than before, now dissipated in thin air.
Andrei let out a sigh, then shot a glare to Kyle— who was laughing hysterically at the moment.
“Why are you laughing.” He crossed his arms, then Kyle stopped laughing immediately. He gasped for some air before coming to a halt.
“You looked so stupid” was all Kyle could say before he almost received a smack from the other.
“It's not my fault I was panicking!” Andrei furrowed his brows and looked away. Kyle put on a smug grin, walking to the cooking area.
“Well, then let me teach you how to actually cook!” Kyle threw away the burnt egg from the pan to the garbage can. “Give me your apron too, there's no spare in here.”
Andrei somehow hesitantly gives his pink cutesy apron to Kyle, watching the other wear it slowly.
“Hey, the apron looked cute on you too by the way” He grinned mischievously to Andrei.
Not even more than 10 minutes and Andrei looked at Kyle irritatedly. Another burnt food laid on the pan while Kyle smiled sheepishly.
“Oops-?” Kyle could only mumble, but loud enough for the other to hear.
Turns out even Kyle can't cook for good. They both can't cook at all.