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"Achoo-"
Yoosung let's out a loud sneeze . It's already the 3rd day, since he caught a cold, he really wasn't going to get up from the bed. And it doesn't look like it will go away soon.
He slowly got up into a sitting position, it takes a lot of effort to just simply sit. Yoosung grimaces. Every time he moved from laying position, he felt like someone just punched the back of his head.
In other words, he is in a misery.
A sound of the door being knocked broke him out of his reverie. "Yoosung ? May i come in?" Oh, it's Seven. It's unusual for him to knock, usually he just barged in and made Yoosung flustered. "Yeah, come in hyung!" Said yoosung in a hoarse voice.
As soon as he saw Yoosung's messed up condition, Seven lets out an exaggerated gasp. Typical.
"Yoosung my boy! You looked fucked up. "
"Thanks for pointing it out, hyung." Yoosung sweatdropped.
"So, can i do something for you?"
Yoosung blinked in confusion, just what in the world is happening? Why does Seven start being oddly nice to him?
"...Are you sure your head is okay? You're being a little too nice to me.. "
Hearing what the younger said, Seven pouted. "I just wanted to help you, that's all !" And being a naive boy he was, he believed in Seven's words. "Okay. If you're reaaaally wanted to help, perhaps you can start by cooking something warm ."
"Something warm, huh ? Okay, i think i can do that. Easy-peasy!"
Yoosung was seriously worried. What if he destroys the kitchen? However, he almost had no energy to argue with the red head so he just nodded. "Be careful .... "
Seven gently closed the door behind him, letting the blonde get sleep some more. Yoosung said he wanted Seven to cook something warm, but sadly cooking is not in his area of experts. Perhaps he should call his maid Vanderwood ?
Heck no, perhaps she would wring his neck if he do that.
Then, the only way out is to call one of RFA members who can cook to teach him.
Jaehee Kang.
That name instantly popped up in his mind. She's the most reliable of them all. So of course she can cook simple dishes, right? Seven pick his phone and dialled her number.
She almost instantly answered him.
"JAEHEE !"
"Hello, Luciel. Is there any problem?"
"You gotta help me. Yoosung is sick and he wanted something warm. Can you teach me how to cook? "
"Luciel, you know i'm a busy person. "
"Pretty please~?"
There was a pause on her side, as if she was contemplating something. And finally she let out a heavy sigh.
"Alright, I'll help you. But I still have some work, so I'll come to your place later at night. "
Seven literally jumped, "OH YEAH!! Thanks Jaehee, you're the best!"
A cheerful laugh could be heard from the other side. "Yes, sure. See you later, then. " And she hung up before he could even say goodbye.
Seven checked his watch, it's 6 pm. Jaehee would come approximately at 8 pm. Perhaps he will play games to pass the time.
The ringtone of his phone made him stopped playing games. It's Jaehee. "I'm outside, open the door." And she hung up. As usual, not wasting any single time. Seven got up to open the door for her.
"I brought some supplies. I figured you're not eating healthy so it's good for you too, i suppose."
Seven whined, "My HBC is a healthy food itself!"
But Jaehee pay him no heed. She placed the bags on the kitchen counter.
"So what will we cook for today?"
"A simple soup would suffice."
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And after an hour of struggling, Seven (with the help of Jaehee) managed to serve a somewhat edible food for Yoosung. Seven wiped the sweat that was formed on his forehead. His gaze was placed upon the small bowl on the counter, he was proud of himself.
"Who would have thought that i have a talent in cooking?!" Jaehee responded by giving him a chuckle. "I suggest that you read cooking books from now on, so that you can survive on your own." Seven nodded in agreement.
"Well, i'll bring this to Yoosung, then." Jaehee carefully put the bowl on a tray, but Seven stopped her. "Wait! Let me!"
Jaehee frowned at him, what if he messed things up? But She didn't say it out loud, and give the tray to Seven, instead.
"Be careful, the soup is hot." Seven grinned at her, "Okay."
Seven quietly opened the door, so he didn't wake Yoosung up. The soup was placed upon the drawer beside the bed.
He caresses Yoosung's right cheek. Yoosung's calm and innocent expression somehow made him forgot to breath for a moment.
"You're so cute, you know. Adorable, beautiful, hot--"
Ah, he should stop his train of thoughts before it got worse.
Seven's ramblings made the younger one woke up from his slumber.
"Seven-hyung.. .?" Yoosung called out sleepily.
Seven quickly pulled his hand and put them under his pocket. His cheek got a bit redder too. But fortunately for him, it doesn't look like Yoosung noticed what Seven did.
"Oh! Sorry i woke you up. I got a little something for you ."
The red head sat down and hold down the spoon.
"Since you're incapacitated right now, I'll gladly feed you by myself!"
"But--"
"No buts! Now say 'aaa' ~" Seven said, leaving no room for him to argue.
Yoosung opened his mouth, hesitantly. Is this soup edible and healthy? Does Seven even know how to cook?!
But all his worries were gone. The soup was surprisingly good. Yoosung looked at the older one, suspicious.
"Where did you buy it ? ...You bought it, right?"
Seven shook his head in (fake) disappointment.
"You've hurt my feelings, you know! Of course i made it ! Well, with a little help from our Jaehee~"
Figures, said Yoosung in his mind.
"At least you tried." said Yoosung with a smile.
"Yeah at least i tried! Now where's the reward for my hardwork~?" Seven said jokingly to him.
Well maybe it's half-joking for him.
But being a gullible young one he was, Yoosung took it in a serious way. He was frowning and thinking what should he give to Seven.
"Close your eyes, hyung. "
"Eh--? "
"Just close them !"
Seven gazed at him, a little confused, but obeyed the younger one in the end. What kind of present will he get ? Is it doctor pepper ? Or another bag of Honey Buddha Chips? Thinking about this made his stomach curl.
But all of his thoughts flew when he felt something on his lips. It was brief, just for a second. But he can still feel it.
Yoosung kissed him.... Right ?
Seven opened his eyes just to find that the younger blond's cheek is as red as his hair.
"If- If you can cook more dishes, i-i can give you more rewards."
It's his first time cooking, but he already got a kiss on the lips from Yoosung.
Seven wondered what will he get from his boyfriend if he could cook more complex dishes.