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unathletic, park "cougar magnet" sooha confind, go "*breathing against the window*" nam soon unpresidential, kang "what do you mean not invited" mireu breakin.
When: 11/26, during the day.
Where: Sooha's apartment.
What: Sooha has agreed to cook for Oona, doesn't trust himself not to make her throw up. Calls Heung Soo for backup, accidentally triggers Nam Soon into happening, and Mireu shows up to make everything better.
Rating/Warning: None.
[ Sooha doesn't trust his own tastebuds. You can only taste, adjust, taste, adjust, taste, adjust so many times before you can't taste anything anymore, and Sooha hit that roadblock far too long ago to know if this soup tastes like gym socks or if he's just been doing this for too long.
He's ashamed about the amount of effort he's putting into this pre-dinner dinner, but Oona asked him to cook for her, and he knows her tastes are picky and her stomach is sensitive. Which is why a "practice dinner" ahead of an actual dinner seemed like a great idea when he started cooking an hour or so ago.
For those above reasons he didn't choose an overly complicated recipe: a clear soup with white fish and a few vegetables thrown in to balance it out, but all the tiny adjustments of the recipe along the way has made it impossible to know if he's turned it awful or not. Is it really terrible, and he's just tasted it so many times he's used to it? Who knows, he sure doesn't.
Which is where the backup comes in.
"The backup" meaning Heung Soo, because he's Sooha's closest friend over the mental age of 5, and he trusts him to tell him if it's god awful and needs to be dumped straight down the nearest toilet.
For now it's still toilet water free and stays in the kitchen, which is where Sooha ushers in Heung Soo for a friendship crowding around of his stovetop. ]
There it is.
[ Ace Detective Park Sooha. ]
unathletic, park "cougar magnet" sooha confind, go "*breathing against the window*" nam soon unpresidential, kang "what do you mean not invited" mireu breakin.When: 11/26, during the day.
Where: Sooha's apartment.
What: Sooha has agreed to cook for Oona, doesn't trust himself not to make her throw up. Calls Heung Soo for backup, accidentally triggers Nam Soon into happening, and Mireu shows up to make everything better.
Rating/Warning: None.
[ Sooha doesn't trust his own tastebuds. You can only taste, adjust, taste, adjust, taste, adjust so many times before you can't taste anything anymore, and Sooha hit that roadblock far too long ago to know if this soup tastes like gym socks or if he's just been doing this for too long.
He's ashamed about the amount of effort he's putting into this pre-dinner dinner, but Oona asked him to cook for her, and he knows her tastes are picky and her stomach is sensitive. Which is why a "practice dinner" ahead of an actual dinner seemed like a great idea when he started cooking an hour or so ago.
For those above reasons he didn't choose an overly complicated recipe: a clear soup with white fish and a few vegetables thrown in to balance it out, but all the tiny adjustments of the recipe along the way has made it impossible to know if he's turned it awful or not. Is it really terrible, and he's just tasted it so many times he's used to it? Who knows, he sure doesn't.
Which is where the backup comes in.
"The backup" meaning Heung Soo, because he's Sooha's closest friend over the mental age of 5, and he trusts him to tell him if it's god awful and needs to be dumped straight down the nearest toilet.
For now it's still toilet water free and stays in the kitchen, which is where Sooha ushers in Heung Soo for a friendship crowding around of his stovetop. ]
There it is.
[ Ace Detective Park Sooha. ]
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It's all weird now, thanks face twin.
Oh well. He guesses three mouths is better than one, and he claps Mireu on the back, directing him towards the table. ]
Yeah, it won't stay warm forever. Take a seat, you can all be my test dummies. I'm cooking for a girl with a picky stomach. If you all drop dead, tell me how the taste was first.
[ He's obviously kidding... if he was going to kill any of them, he wouldn't be using poison. Keep that in mind, you horrible bastards. ]
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Sort of his fault, but he doesn't really blame himself for another guy getting worked up over a teasing compliment. If his skin is so thin that's his own problem.
He'll mostly ignore the bastards for now, just giving them a skeptical look before turning his attention to Sooha, very very slowly moving towards the table as he gives him a toothy grin. ]
A girl?
[ Sooha's gotta know what he's falsely assuming, right? ]