Hi everyone!! I'm back with a new one!

This will be short, maybe two or three chaps because I'm very busy since I started my classes and I want to give you something at least xD

I hope you enjoy this!! <3

Kihyun had always been a hardworking person. Since he was very young, he’d achieved everything he aimed for so, when he grew up, he managed to get into the luxurious restaurant he’d always wanted to work for. Kihyun had studied years to be a chef and, at that moment, he felt he was on the best moment of his career. He started as a mere apprentice there and he achieved his objective of becoming a sou-chef. His only boss was the executive chef, Kim Ryeowook, and Kihyun was extremely happy because he admired the man a lot. Every day, he woke up in a good mood because he knew he would be able to express his art by cooking incredible dishes in the company of a good team. Every single person did a great job and they complemented each other perfectly. Kihyun thought there couldn’t be a better workplace and he wished to stay there for a long time.

That morning, he entered his apartment’s kitchen and found his roommate, Hoseok. The latter was making - or trying to make - himself some breakfast, dangerously holding his cup of energy juice in his free hand. Kihyun stared at him while standing by the door, holding his laughter as much as he could. It was always the same story with Hoseok. The latter wanted to do everything by himself but he just couldn’t. Kihyun watched the show until his roommate grabbed a knife and tried to cut some strawberries with one hand. It was so dangerous he just had to head forward and help him. “Kihyunnie!” Hoseok’s high pitched sound filled the whole apartment as Kihyun quickly sliced those delicious-looking strawberries. The chef then grabbed the pancake mixture Hoseok had made before he arrived to the kitchen and made sure it was okay before he started cooking them. “I can do it, you don’t need to help me with everything” Hoseok said, drinking from his energy juice, prepared with all kinds of vegetables. Kihyun didn’t answer; he kept on working without even glancing at his roommate and forced him to give up. Hoseok crossed his arms over his chest, making his t-shirt’s sleeves almost rip apart with those prominent biceps.

“Are you heading to the gym after breakfast?” Kihyun asked, flipping the second pancake expertly and placing it on the white plate which was lying on the kitchen counter. Hoseok just hummed in response and left the empty glass on the sink. Once Kihyun was finished, they both sat on the table to eat something. The sky was extremely gray outside and Kihyun was sure it would rain soon. He grunted. He hated rain because he had to wear coats and take an umbrella with him, and he always forgot about it. Hoseok chuckled at his behavior, ruffling his dark brown locks to piss him off more than he already was. “Oh, come on, hyung! Don’t do that” Kihyun combed his own hair, sighing in annoyance while doing so. Hoseok laughed and finished his first plate of pancakes. “I’ll be leaving. Lots to do at the restaurant” Kihyun stood up and left his things inside the sink. “Please, do the dishes this time” he remarked before closing the door.

When he started walking through the streets of Seoul, he felt a droplet of water hitting his nose. With that, the chef realized he hadn’t taken an umbrella with him and cursed under his breath. Hoseok kept on insisting they should buy a car but Kihyun didn’t like driving. He went on, entering the subway station as fast as he could not to drench his precious, blue coat. As his trip to work went on, he got grumpier and grumpier. That day wasn’t one of his favorites though he was sure his job would help him relax and forget about the pouring rain.

Once he spotted the restaurant, he ran, hurrying to get in. The place was still closed for the public and the employees were the only ones there. Kihyun bowed at the waiters and waitresses and headed to the kitchen, where he found his coworkers - at least some of them -. His boss, Ryeowook, was already giving some instructions to Mingyu, another sou-chef, while the others waited. Kihyun greeted everyone and walked past them to go change. Once he was ready, he returned to the kitchen and noticed Ryeowook was missing. What was the elder doing? Kihyun raised his shoulders to himself and stood in between Mingyu and Woohyun, helping them prepare some ingredients for later. They did some things before they opened the place so they didn’t have to do everything in a hurry. The restaurant was huge and, even if they had a hundred employees doing different things inside the kitchen, they had to be ready.

After what felt like half an hour, Ryeowook came back into the enormous kitchen with some boy following him. Kihyun didn’t pay much attention at first but then he noticed something: the male was wearing their chef uniform. Before Kihyun could think of any possible theory of the situation, their boss called all the sou-chefs and made them stop working. “As you already know, I like to include new chefs in this huge kitchen from time to time and I figured Mingyu and Kihyun could use some help” Ryeowook smiled but Kihyun wanted to throw up. Was his boss seriously trying to make a newbie work for them? Two professional sou-chefs with a kid? “This is Im Changkyun, everyone, one of the several students who went to my cooking seminars” he patted the boy’s back. “And I’ve already hired him as a chef so treat him nicely” Ryeowook narrowed his eyes at the others - who didn’t seem so happy about it either - and turned around to keep on giving orders.

“Um... hello” Changkyun awkwardly greeted them, waving his hand once and keeping a soft smile on his features Kihyun wanted to erase so badly. “I’ll do my best to help you!” he enthusiastically added but there was no reaction from the elder chefs. Kihyun smiled at that; he wanted him to suffer. The sou-chef had to earn his position in the restaurant and that kid appeared out of nowhere because Ryeowook saw him in his seminars, how convenient.

“What are you all doing?! Get to work!” their boss returned from his short trip around the kitchen. “Go help Kihyun, Changkyunnie” Ryeowook called him by a nickname and that pissed Kihyun off even more. Changkyun looked around, feeling lost due to the fact he didn’t know the sou-chefs’ names. “Oh, it’s him” their boss pointed at Kihyun and Changkyun bowed, hesitantly approaching the elder male.

“S-sir, what can I do for you?” the boy asked and Kihyun suddenly had an idea. The newbie was under his command; he could make him do the worst tasks.

“Wait there while we cook and then wash every little item we use” Kihyun said and Mingyu turned to look at him, raising a brow out of curiosity. Changkyun stared at him blankly for a few seconds, not quiet getting if that was a joke or not.

“Sir, I...” the young man paused, nervously avoiding eye contact. “I-I’m a c-chef, you k-know? Don’t d-dishwashers do t-that?” Changkyun played with his own fingers, still not looking at Kihyun.

“No, they do a different job and they don’t wash by hand” Kihyun said and Mingyu was trying not to laugh. “Just grab every little bowl we use and wash it properly so we can reuse it, understood?” the brunette ordered and Changkyun nodded. “Oh, and wear one of these. You cannot let hair fall in the food” he pointed at his black bandana that was under his chef-hat.

“Yes, sir!” Changkyun replied and quickly headed to the locker room to look for his.

“We are gonna have fun with this” Mingyu whispered before the new chef returned and they both shut up while they got things ready for a packed restaurant.