'I'm hungry..' Minho says leisurely to Taemin who is sitting comfortably next to him, legs spread wide, one on the floor and the other one folded to support his chin. Rather than minding Minho's gripe since last thirty minutes, he is now completely ignoring Minho. 

 

'Hey.. I'm hungry,' Minho starts to kick Taemin's left thigh lightly. Taemin still minding his own business, it seems that he is way too absorb watching Merlin being bullied around by Arthur rather than fulfilling Minho's wish to fill his extra pouchie with some extra cookies.  Well not long after that, Taemin's endurance meter is full enough and change its imaginary colour to red, the petite boy decided to comply with Minho's caprice. 

 

'Hyung, go get your muscular bosom up and about to get some food in the kitchen!' Taemin insists, but Minho has the slothful label on his forehead, Taemin knows that he will not simply just give up. Minho keeps on kicking and pinching Taemin, whilst the boy takes the television controller and starts flipping channels since favourite series Merlin has ended.  By just pressing the 'next' button, and both of the boys can see famous celebrity chef Nigella stirring a bowl with melted chocolate in it.  Two seconds past and Taemin has a bright idea bulb floating on top of his head, he looks at Minho and he knows the bulb lightens too bright that it's impossible that Minho didn't notice. 

 

'Oh no.. no..' Minho starts to grumble and Taemin sits erect in front of him, with a cheerful smile painted on his face and pair of dove eyes hoping for something that Minho already knows he cannot deny.

 

'I got an idea, hyung! It's a simple one, and I think we have everything that we need... Let's make a cake!' Taemin urges Minho to get up and follow him to the kitchen. Minho on the other hand, couldn't utter a word to reject Taemin's offer because he knows how Taemin would react, with pouts and sorry eyes and all.

 

After searching for the ingredients frantically in the kitchen, they now have everything that they need, well at least suffice for a simple chocolate cake. Taemin is spirited and Minho, fake-spirited, just in case Taemin would become sulky and decides to ignore him for, needs, ual needs. Taemin mind-calculates the things that he need, and points everything with his forefinger.

 

'Flour, butter, eggs, vanilla essence, caster sugar.. and cocoa. Hm, I think we have everything here. Oh wait, milk for the icing! Hurry hyung and take it, in the refrigerator!' Taemin says to Minho with a tone to hurry and Minho does so. Right when Minho closes the refrigerator door, 'Oh, what am I thinking hyung, we're just going to use the milk for the icing, not now, put it back inside,' Taemin tells Minho. Minho just sighs and place it back where it belong.

 

'Now what? How do we start this. Taemin, please tell me you really know how to do this,' Minho looks at Taemin with his dashing, huge, sometimes weird-looking eyes. Minho reaches for a transparent bowl in the cabinet and hands it over to Taemin. 

 

'Trust me, I know what I'm doing hyung. Watch and learn. No wait, don't just watch you gotta help,' Taemin answers confidently. 'Okay, firstly, hyung pre-heat the oven at 160 degree Celsius, and hand me over that cup, and melt the butter please, only two hundred and fifty gram' Taemin starts ordering Minho around. Minho hands over the cups and heads to the oven, Kibum's oven. Taemin mumbles to himself.

 

'Here we go, one cup of self-raising flour..'

 

'Three tablespoon of this wonderful cocoa..'

 

'Half of the cup, of the caster sugar..'

 

'One cute teaspoon of vanilla essence.. and'

 

Taemin places the bowl on the counter top, and heads to Minho's side. Minho is following Taemin's instruction diligently, which is to melt two hundred and fifty gram of butter. It doesn't take a long time for this process, just when the pan starts to heat up, the butter melts.

 

'Great, into the bowl hyung,' Taemin reaches for the bowl and let Minho pours all the melted butter into it. Slowly, Taemin stirs the ingredients in the bowl with a whisk. When everything is well mixed together, Taemin takes the two eggs and mumbles to himself again, 'First egg, tap and crack the egg into the bowl, second egg, tap and crack again..' then Taemin starts to stir again. After quite some time Taemin stirs it, Minho grows impatient.

 

'I think it's okay now,' Minho says to Taemin and places a lined cake tin in front of the boy. Taemin looks at him and doubtlessly says, 'not yet hyung, a little more.' Five minutes have past, and Minho asks Taemin again, 'Okay now?'. Taemin sighs and give in, 'alright alright, I'll pour the mix, or hyung want to do it?' Taemin offers Minho, and Minho agrees. Gleefully he does it.

 

'Okay, now let's put this in the oven,' Minho lifts the tin and rush to the oven. Despite of the enthusiasm he showed in the beginning, now he is really enjoying doing this. 

 

'Hyung, set the timer to thirty five minute, we'll check again after twenty minutes,' whatever Taemin says, Minho will follow the orders. Except that there is one little thing Minho is a bit disappointed with, and that is to wait for that long to bake the cake. 

 

Minho holds Taemin's hand and asks him to sit next to him on the counter top. They can only do that whenever Kibum is not there, so why not take the opportunity. Once Taemin sits beside him, he takes Taemin's hand and starts inspecting it. He realizes, Taemin's hand is as pretty as the owner itself, except, it's a little too thin. Minho flips Taemin hands and plays with his palm and fingers, the nails are perfectly trimmed, Minho likes that.

 

'Your nails are nice, and this lovely hand is too thin. Hyung is worried,' Minho says to Taemin in pampered voice with his mouth pouting, he places Taemin's hand on his own cheek. That, causes Taemin to smile, and Taemin smacks Minho's arm lightly while giggling. 

 

They talk for a while, with just a blink, time passed and it has been twenty five minutes after they start putting the mix into the oven. Taemin jumps off the counter top and rushes to the oven with a toothpick in his hand. The boy opens the oven door, by using the toothpick in his hand, he prick the cake. Taemin looks at Minho with a bright smile, 'Hyung! I think it's ready.' Minho quickly goes over to Taemin with baking gloves and helps Taemin to take out the cake into a flat plate. 

 

'Now, the icing,' Taemin tries to take a bowl in the cabinet, but Minho is in the way, blocking him with his full body. 'Taemin, I'm too hungry, let's just use a whipping cream spray in the refrigerator, okay?' Minho asks for Taemin's approval. Taemin sighs and smiles to Minho, 'Okay hyung.'

 

Taemin sprays the whipping cream on a small slice of the cake and scoop it with a spoon, 'Hyung, say ahh..' Taemin offers Minho. Without thinking twice, Minho opens his mouth and let Taemin spoon-feed him. Right when the cake is in his mouth, Minho is amaze how great and amazing the cake taste, even though the ingredients is very simple. Even more amazing is, Taemin, who is the one who made the cake.

 

'Hey Taemin,' Minho calls for Taemin while eating more of the cake,

 

'Yes hyung?' Taemin too keeps on scooping the cake with his spoon,

 

'Best cake ever!'

 

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