Twenty Three
Good TimesA/N: Requested by Foxilady - where Minseok cooks for Jongdae thinking it's good, but it's not.
'Look, Jongdae!'
Said male wrapped his arms around Minseok's waist from behind, resting his chin on the smaller's shoulder.
'What is it?'
'It's an Asian lasagna - I made it myself. Try it - it's good, I promise.'
'Have you tried it yourself?'
'I think it will be good, and I want you to have the first bite,' the hybrid shook his head. Jongdae cooed and pressed their lips together for a firm kiss, closing his eyes and opening his mouth for an eager bite.
He chewed slowly, resisting the urge to give in to his gag reflex. He maintained a poker face while Minseok smiled sweetly at him, awaiting his verdict.
'So? How is it?'
'I, uh,' Jongdae wheezed, eyes wide and watering when Minseok shoved two more spoonfulls into his mouth.
'Eat up, Dae,' he grinned. 'I made it just for you.'
How could Jongdae reject those sparkling eyes and that gummy smile?
Five bites later, Jongdae was throwing up everything he'd eaten since morning.
'Didn't you like the dinner I'd made?' Minseok wailed, handing a bottle of water to Jongdae. The man downed everything in a gulp, shoving a whole pack of chewing mints into his mouth to rid himself of the foul taste.
'What did you put in it?' he spluttered breathlessly.
'W-Well... vegetables, rice, milk
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