A/N: Hi guys :3 I'm trying to keep my tenses constant while writing, so if you could point out anywhere I messed up, it would be really helpful!

The banging of pots and pans wakes Kyuhyun up. Blearily, he stumbles out his bedroom and into the kitchen only to find Ryeowook stress baking. He can tell exactly what Ryeowook had made because he had a set pattern. Muffins, pie and a three-tiered cake. Currently, he was whipping something furiously into a bowl, muttering about not having enough chocolate.

“Ryeonggu, are you okay?”

Ryeowook’s hand jerks as he looks up. “Kyuhyun. I’m so sorry, did I wake you up? I was so sure that someone was going to come yell at me when I dropped that bowl, but I thought-”

“Ryeowook,” Kyuhyun interrupts gently. “It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

“Oh.”

“I want pie, don’t look at me like that because I know you’ve made some. And maybe some chocolate milk?”

Kyuhyun takes a seat as Ryeowook bustles about, cutting a slice of pie and rummaging through the fridge. He won’t ask any questions for now. But, he’s relieved to see at least a little tension bleed out of Ryeowook’s shoulders. Pie first, interrogation later. 

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