[ At one point in his life, that spoon has totally been in Sooha's mouth. It's an indirect kiss, and now they're going to be together forever and get married and have a dozen really attractive, really sarcastic, really surly children. Just kiss him Heung Soo, get it over with.
Sooha is moderately pleased that Heung Soo didn't immediately throw up after tasting his soup, so at least he's got that going for him.
With an affirmative nod, he reaches up into the top shelves for the salt, taking a pinch and sprinkling it through the broth, stirring it with that same spoon before taking a sip himself (indirect kiss, now it's time for marriage). ]
Mm, you were right. This is better, thanks.
[ Where would he be without Heung Soo? Eating unsalted soup alone on the street after losing control of his entire life, definitely. ]
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Sooha is moderately pleased that Heung Soo didn't immediately throw up after tasting his soup, so at least he's got that going for him.
With an affirmative nod, he reaches up into the top shelves for the salt, taking a pinch and sprinkling it through the broth, stirring it with that same spoon before taking a sip himself (indirect kiss, now it's time for marriage). ]
Mm, you were right. This is better, thanks.
[ Where would he be without Heung Soo? Eating unsalted soup alone on the street after losing control of his entire life, definitely. ]