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“I’m hungry.”
Joong jumped face first into bed, tired from the long day of events. Countless amounts of live streams, interviews, people and even dance practice for his band JASP.ER. He knew what he was signing up for, becoming an actor under a famous company, but at the end of the day, the amount of interactions made him tired. But on the plus side, getting to do all of it with his partner Dunk made it ten times better.
Dunk walked over to his side of the bed, placing his phone down on the nightstand. He takes a seat next to Joong who was sprawled like a starfish. Joong feels the bed dip a little, he turns his head to the side to look at Dunk. He wore a white singlet along with flowy, grey pyjama pants. Which was quite the opposite to Joong who was wearing an almost complete suit, the jacket being thrown on the floor upon entry to the bedroom.
“Go shower, I’ll make you something.” Dunk moves his hands to rub Joong’s back, trying to help release some tension from the long day. Joong lets out a soft groan, loving the feeling of Dunk's hands on him.
“What do you want to eat, MJ?” Dunk questions the boy, moving his left hand to run it through Joong's brown fluffy hair. Joong moves around, trying to get comfortable. He settles for a spot on Dunk’s lap.
“Not sure, I’m too tired to think.” Joong looks up at Dunk and smiles sheepishly at him. Since he was a kid, Joong has always been a picky eater. Often saying no to vegetables, certain meats, only eating the same food that he's familiar with over and over again. He knows what he's comfortable with and never tries to go out of his comfort zone.
Dunk on the other hand loves exploring food. Being a chef, he enjoys creating new taste palettes and mixing different cuisines together. He thinks of it as a way to express himself in a way that words simply can't. It comes with a bonus too, making food always gives him a reason to feed his loved ones too, always making them his testers before releasing the product in NAVORI, his personal confectionery store.
Lucky for Joong, having a boyfriend who loves food means that he has a personal, twenty-four hour chef on hand. All Joong has to do is sweet talk a little and Dunk would immediately say yes.
“Tom Yum Goong?” Dunk offers, earning a little grunt in return.
“No, not feeling it.”
“Okay, how about Pad Kra Pao?” Dunk suggests again.
“No thanks.” Joong shakes his head, soft hair bouncing around at the action. Dunk lets his hand still wander around, now softly scratching Joong’s scalp with his fingertips.
“MJ, come on.” Dunk tries to sound annoyed at his boyfriend but deep down inside he is smitten by the boy on his lap.
“How about fried chicken?” Dunk tries again, desperately trying to get some food into his partner’s system. But once again, he's met with a disapproving shake of the head. Normally, when Joong is hungry he gets stubborn and cranky. Combining that with the exhaustion of the day, it becomes worse. Joong shakes his head at the suggestion from Dunk. He can't help it, being a picky eater. It’s in his nature.
Does he feel guilty for being picky right now? Yes definitely.
But does Dunk absolutely love it though? Without a doubt.
“MJ, go shower first. You kinda stink.” Dunk lightly shoves Joong’s shoulder, making him get out of the comfortable spot on Dunk’s lap. Joong sits up, ruffles his hair a little and turns to face Dunk, a tiny smile on his face.
“Sorry for being picky, Teerak.” Joong whispers quietly.
“It’s okay. That's what chef Natachai is here for right?” Dunk raises a hand to cup Joong’s cheek, slowly caressing it with his thumb.
Joong gets up to go take a relaxing shower, hoping that the hot water can ease his mind.
“Tell me what you want to eat after you get out okay?” Dunk shouts out, reaching for his phone on the bedside table. Opening instagram to entertain himself as his main priority went to shower.
The sound of the bathroom door shutting can be heard across the room. And soon after, the noise of the constant droplets of water from the shower can be heard. Joong stood under the water, letting the heat relax his muscles. Mind wandering over what he should eat for dinner when suddenly something clicks in his brain.
“Teerak! I know what I want to eat” Joong shouts from the shower, hoping Dunk can hear him.
“What is it?” Dunk shouts back in reply. Still aimlessly scrolling through his phone.
“You.”