Things You Said While I Was Crying.

Youngjae was in the kitchen, trying to cook dinner for their anniversary. Youngjae couldn’t believe that he has already spent three whole years by Jaebum’s side. Plus it was Youngjae and Jaebum’s first anniversary as a married couple. Because of that, Youngjae wanted to do something special for his hardworking and loving husband – he wanted to cook, something he never did.

Youngjae was having a hard time following the simple looking yet super ing complicated recipe for lasagna he, of course, found on the internet. Youngjae didn’t really know why he chose to cook lasagna, and not anything else. Lasagna wasn’t anything special, yet Youngjae was not in their large for no reason kitchen, struggling to figure how exactly how much is one and a half cup of minced onion, since he didn’t have any those professional measuring cups everyone, who doesn’t at cooking, seems to have. Jaebum’s favorite food definitely wasn’t lasagna; Youngjae himself rarely even ate lasagna. Perhaps it was those pictures of delicious looking professionally cooked lasagnas next to the ridiculous recipe. Perhaps it was that Youngjae and Jaebum somehow miraculously seemed to have everything that needed for lasagna to taste half-okay.

“What the even is a ing Dutch oven” Youngjae muttered, cursing the annoying person who put together the goddamn high class recipe.

“Oh my ing god” Youngjae cussed, having a hard time with all the meat products the recipe dictated him to cut and then cook.

“Why can’t I just put everything in some container and have everything cooked to perfection” Youngjae whined, putting the large lasagna noodles in the water, that was may or may not boiling.

“Stupid noodles” Youngjae shouted, after splashing himself with hot boiling water by throwing in the noodles as if they were a time bomb, and the time was about to run out.

After that long and painful accident of Youngjae possibly burning his left forearm, Youngjae was sat on the kitchen floor while two large pots were peacefully boiling and cooking all the things Youngjae needed to cook the actual lasagna.

“Ah, why is cooking such a pain in the ” Youngjae grunted rubbing his burnt forearm with an ice cube that was quickly turning a liquid.

“Where even do I find stupid potatoes” Youngjae mumbled, reading the recommended things to cure a burn, and one of them being to rub the burnt area with raw potatoes.

“Ah it hurts so much” Youngjae cried some more, not able to handle the pain the burn was causing him. But warrior Jae still had to stand up and get the lasagna done, besides his minor injuries.

About an hour had passed since Youngjae’s incident with the boiling water and Youngjae was almost done with his dish. The only thing he needed to do now was put the lasagna in the oven and let it cook, which happened, fortunately, without any other incidents, like Youngjae burning off his fingers.

Youngjae was now finally almost done cooking, which meant he could now finally pour himself a nice cup of hot chocolate and relax on the couch while the lasagna was being cooked.

But of course, since everything seemed to hate Youngjae today, Youngjae dropped the fancy and, probably really ing expensive since it was a limited edition, cup, that was given by Jaebum’s late mom, onto the tiled kitchen floor, while trying to get his large cup that served as a ‘hot chocolate cup’, and, of course, it’s broken little pieces flew everywhere.

“No” Youngjae cried, realizing what he had just done.

“No, no, no” Youngjae cried even more seeing that the cup was hopelessly broken.

“No, this can’t be happening” Youngjae shouted, losing his after a really long day.

Just as Youngjae was in the middle of his mental breakdown, Jaebum came back from the hospital, where his dad was getting treated. As soon as Jaebum walked into their apartment, he heard a loud wailing coming from the kitchen.

“Youngjae” Jaebum shouted, running over to the kitchen, hoping nothing serious was up.

“Youngjae, babe, what happened, is everything okay” Jaebum asked as he walked into the kitchen.

“Youngjae” Jaebum muttered, seeing his husband sitting on the floor with his knees bleeding and crying nonstop.

“Youngjae, what happened” Jaebum was really concerned and confused. Why was Youngjae crying? Why were his knees bleeding? Why were there small pieces of broken porcelain all over the floor?

“Hyung, I’m sorry, I’m really really really really sorry, hyung” Youngjae continued to cry.

“Why, baby, why? What happened? Please tell me. What’s wrong?” Jaebum pleaded, going over to his miserable looking husband, while trying not to cut his feet with the broken fine china. Jaebum tightly hugged Youngjae, trying to calm him down.

“Hyung, I’m such a up” Youngjae cried louder.

“No, baby, you’re not. Baby, just tell what happened, I swear, I won’t be mad” Jaebum begged.

“I dropped that tea cup that was given by mom” Youngjae confessed, not stopping his tears.

Jaebum wanted to shout at Youngjae for crying over something so stupid but didn’t as it would’ve scared his already terrified and depressed for breaking a teacup that was given to the boys by Jaebum’s mom for their 1 month anniversary of their marriage.

“Youngjae, it’s okay, I didn’t really care for that tea cup anyway” Jaebum said, patting Youngjae’s back.

“But I did” Youngjae whined.

“I’ll buy you exactly the same tea cup” Jaebum proposed.

“I don’t need that unless mom gives it to me” Youngjae cried, even more remembering the kind look Jaebum’s mom always had.

“Wait, Youngjae, honey, you know what, I think we have like two more of that tea cup in the basement somewhere. It was a set of tea cups, remember? I’ll dig those out for you” Jaebum suggested, stopping Youngjae’s tears.

“Wait, really?” Youngjae knew better than to believe Jaebum, since on the back of his head Youngjae knew that Jaebum’s definitely lying just to stop Youngjae from crying.

“Yeah” Jaebum smiled, looking at his small and cute husband.

“By the way, it smells so good in here, did you cook?” Jaebum asked, noticing that the oven, that was bought basically for decoration purposes only, was on for the first time ever.

“Yeah and I even burned my arm for that stupid lasagna” Youngjae complained, showing his red forearm that was pretty much okay now.

“You poor thing” Jaebum cooed, hugging Youngjae tighter.

“How much I love you, Youngjae-ah” Jaebum confessed, kissing Youngjae’s cheeks, that were still wet from all the crying.