It's...
My crazy, unpredictable life!
"Yuri said she can give us a tour around New York!" I screamed, running into the kitchen.
After my cooking lessons, Ilhoon managed to make SOMETHING!...
(Flash back)
"And then you put the salt?" Ilhoon asked, holding the pinch of salt above the pot.
"Yes! Good job! You're getting the hang of this!" I patted him on the shoulder and went back to cutting the chicken.
Every once in a while, I would advise Ilhoon on what to put in the pot, and I would go off to do my own business.
Dinner was finally ready, and I was the one to put out the servings. Ilhoon came in with a typical 'kiss the cook' apron, twirling around and holding the pot of sauce as if it were sacred.
"I can't wait to taste your cooking!" I clapped my hands together and watched Ilhoon pour the sauce on my mashed potatoes.
As soon as he sat down, I dug right in...
And died.
It took everything not to barf and to make it look like I liked it.
'How much salt did he put in?! Is this vinegar that I taste?!'
"So! How is it?!" I looked at Ilhoon. At this point, you could compare him to an excited puppy.
"It's...."
"It's what?"
"Um... It's..."
"Let me taste..." He took a spoonful of his sauce, and stuffed it in his mouth.
He looked like he was just shot.
He stood up and bolted for the bathroom.
(End of flash back)
"I'm glad I taught you how to make pancakes after that..." I patted his shoulder and shiver at the memory.
"It was also hard when you were shouting what to do from living room!!" He put his hands on my waist and rested his forehead on mine. "Are you feeling better now?"
"Yes. After you tried to poison me... Yes." I smiled and pecked him on the lips.
"I did not try!!" He crossed his arms and pouted.
"I know, I know..." I chuckled and went to go change.
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I'm just gonna say this now: Yuri was just a name I thought up in the spur of the moment. If there's an idol with that name, it's not her.
ARIGATOGOZAIMASU!!
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