After saying this Minseok stood up, self-done. "See you at the diner table,"
and he was gone.
Leaving a red and half-naked Jiwon behind.
Wow. That was...something.
Rapidly he put on his sweatpants and got out of the room. He joined Silas who was cooking in the kitchen.
"That took long enough," Silas said when Jiwon leaned against the countertop. "What are you cooking?" Jiwon asked, trying to change the subject. "Honey chicken with rice."
Then Silas turned around and faced Jiwon, hands on his hips. "When will you cook dinner for once, huh? We've been here for nearly 2 weeks and it's either me who cooks or Minseok."
Hearing the older's name , Jiwon blushed again. "I...I can cook if you want to..."
"Did you really get so ashamed that you started blushing? BAHAHAHHAA I was just joking, Ji. Thought you'd catch on to that due to my whole pose...It's okay I like cooking and I think Minseok does too."
Since when was a name enough to break someone, to break me?
Jiwon was introverted and, like, some stuff happened in the bedroom and in his head. But he doesn't think that's the reason why his heart is racing and his cheeks are burning.
There's something about this man, and I need to find out soon what.
"Ji, can you take the plates out of the cabinet? Dinner is ready."
"Sure."
With that, Silas left the kitchen.
Jiwon had set the table and taken a seat at the table with a glass of water. When the kitchen door opened again, not Silas, but Minseok entered.
Seeing Minseok enter, Jiwon choked on his glass of water. As he was coughing up water, he felt someone pat on his back.
He looked to his side and saw Minseok kneeling down and patting his back.
Again, he began to cough.
He hadn't noticed that Silas walked in right behind Minseok , so when he spoke up he was startled for the umpteenth time today.
"Ji, can't you even drink a fucking glass of water."
"Don't curse," Jiwon tries to say between his coughing.
"I swear to god-"
The interaction between the two made Minseok laugh. He stood up and took a seat across from Jiwon.
Jiwon's eyes saw red from coughing. Silas seeing this got the giggles.
"You really can't even do the easiest thing ever without making a complete mess of it, can you? Now, why did you choke on a fucking glass of flat water again?"
Maybe because this ducking man across from me stripped me down just five to ten minutes ago? But, of course, he couldn't say this right now.
"It's nothing, let's eat before the food cools down."
While eating, Jiwon looked up and caught Minseok staring at him. After brief eye contact, the elder looked back at his food with a smirk and continued eating.
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As always, Silas went to wash his face after eating. Which left Jiwon and Minseok to clean up the kitchen.
And thanks to what happened earlier this evening, Jiwon's heart had another reason to beat hard now that the two were together again in a closed room.
Not that it ever needed a reason to.
Jiwon did the dishes while Minseok put everything in its place. Just the plates left and then I'm done. Then Jiwon felt a certain warmth behind him.
"How much longer are you going to keep washing that plate?"
A loud smashing sound was heard.
The sudden talking right past his ear startled Jiwon. On top of that, Minseok grabbed his hips when he dropped the plate.
"Whoa there, I didn't mean to scare you. Sorry," Minseok tells him.
Jiwon tried to get out of the elder's grip by turning around but had not thought this through.
Now they were almost nose to nose.
"You can sit down if you want, I'll clean this up real quick and then you can continue washing the dishes." Is he...he's blushing-
"No, issokay. I'll clean it up myself." Just as Jiwon was about to go get a broom, he felt Minseok's hands at his waist again. Lifting him up and putting him on the kitchen counter.
Jiwon looked at Minseok with a gaze that already posed his question for him. "You have bare feet. You might cut yourself. I don't want someone to get cut..and bleed."
"Why?"
"I can't stand blood. It makes me-makes me feel some kinda way." Minseok tried to explain.
"Ow. I get it. I have a cousin who gets sick every time he sees blood..and then he starts puking. It's disgusting."
"Yeah...nice waist you have, by the way."
He turned around and left the kitchen to get a broom. Leaving a, once again, blushing Jiwon alone in the room.
"Well...and you have strong arms. Lifting me up like that without any effort.." Jiwon said a few seconds after Minseok left.
"Yes, I know. Otherwise, going to the gym for years would've been for nothing, wouldn't it?"
"I-When did you enter?"
"The broom is literally next door to the kitchen." He answered, smirking.
I swear to god- Why is he always smirking? There's literally nothing to smirk about at the moment. "You said you'd clean this up so I can continue the dishes? Then why are you staring at me?"
"I'm sorry. I will start right away, sir." Small words of this man are enough to make me blush. Please, who am I kidding? His ducking presence is enough to make me blush.
Minseok cleaned up real quick and when he came back into the kitchen after putting away the broom, he remained leaning against the kitchen table.
They kept eye contact for what felt both like an eternity and two seconds to Jiwon. He was starting to feel a little uneasy, of course, he was.
Then Minseok pushed off from the kitchen table and moved closer to Jiwon until there was no more than a meter between them. Then Minseok slowed his steps down.
Just in front of Jiwon, he stood still and leaned forward. He rested his hands on Jiwon's sides on the countertop. With only a few inches left between them, Jiwon's cheeks became glowing again for the zillionth time that day.
"Wha-what is it?"
"Nothing. I was just wondering why you do this," Minseok answered, squeezing his eyes together as if he might be able to see something that could not be seen at first.
"What?"
"Good question, yes. What. What is it that you do to me?" Jiwon was stunned, they stood there, looking into each other's eyes.
"Ahem." Jiwon was so startled that he fell off the countertop right onto Minseok , who was standing half over him.
"Ok, I just wanted to ask Ji if he stole my body cream again, but if you guys want me gone so badly you could just say so. No need to throw yourselves at each other.
On the ground.
We have a bedroom for a reason," and with that, he left the room. Leaving the two, on top of each other on the ground, alone. Both blushing.
Minseok could not keep his breathing steady.
And this long silence, with Jiwon staring him in the eyes, didn't help matters. He had to do something to get them out of this position and avoid further inconveniences. But secretly didn't want to.
"You smell nice."
"What the peep, man. What's wrong with you today!?" Jiwon jumped up and looked bewildered at Minseok.
"I don't know, okay! That's what I was asking just now, ugh," and he turned around and left the room, too.
Jiwon looked him over after he walked out of the room.
What is it with him today anyway? The fact that he has spoken more in a span of hours than in the last week is one thing, but I have never seen him hurt. And why hurt over this?