D21- Cooking, Baking

Wasn't sure what to write for this, just decided to wing it. This is the outcome.

Word Count- 275

                Daesung sat on the barstool pouting as he watched Youngbae preparing the picnic food.  “I don’t see why I have to stay over here, Bae-ya hyung,” he whined, hoping to be allowed back in the kitchen.  “I can help; I promise I won’t put ramen packets in anything this time.  You’re not even making soup today,” he pleaded.

                “Jagiya, I like cooking for you, it’s okay. I don’t mind, really,” Youngbae replied, glancing over his shoulder.  He was met with a pair of puppy dog pathetic eyes, and pouting lips that were just too hard for him to resist.  

                “Okay, why don’t you pack up the chicken into a container while I finish these kimbap rolls,” Bae said, caving to his boyfriend’s desire to help in some way.  “I’m almost done; there really isn’t anything left to do.  I think we will just take the melon whole and cut it there, or else you will eat it all before we leave the kitchen,” he laughed.

                Dae feigned insult before giving Youngbae a quick peck on the check.  “I will pack all this in the basket, then I think we are all set, Hyung,” Daesung said as he eyed all the food laid out on the counter.  “Are you sure this isn’t for more than just us? It’s an awful lot of food?”

                “Very funny Daesung-ah,” replied Bae, giving Daesung a shove as he put the wrapped rolls he had been finishing into the basket.  “We can give away what we don’t eat, no big deal.”

                “Okay Bae-ya, hyung. Let’s go then I’m starving,” Dae stated as he grabbed the basket and headed for the door.

D22- In a Battle, Side by Side

So I don't do battle stuff, don't even play battle type games, just not my thing.  So instead, you get, the epic blanket battle.  (Yeah, ok, not so epic)

Word Count -237

                Daesung woke shivering and unable to move as he tried to reach for his missing blanket.  Waking more to solve his problem, he looked down to find Taeyang, curled up almost completely on top of him, shivering in the cold air.  It seems in their drunken state that no one remembered to turn on the floor heating of their pension before they passed out. 

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