Anonymous asked: How about a drabble extension around cooking with Jongup?
A/N: Thanks for the request Anonie, I hope you like it. ^^
This is a drabble extension of a reaction I did here.
Your boyfriend was so cute. You two
were having a lazy day in and you mentioned wanting to bake something
sweet. He seemed eager to help, pulling his long bangs back into a
top knot and listening carefully to your instructions. Currently he
was a few feet away stirring some ingredients together. You knew you
shouldn’t do this, you totally shouldn’t. But. There was this
swelling of affection for him when he was trying so hard and being so
damn cute. So you could really say it was his fault.
Taking the few steps you needed to
approach him you called over his shoulder. “Jongup.”
Obediently he turned his head toward
you and was rewarded with a face full of flour. He froze for a second
in shock and then shook his head to rid the excess flour. Looking at
you through flour crusted lashes he saw you biting your lip in a
futile attempt to keep from laughing.
Calmly he turned and set his bowl down
and then with a roar tried to grab you around the waist. You yelped
and dodged, circling around your kitchen island to get some distance.
Chuckling you two sized each other up for a moment until you decided
to break the stalemate by tossing a strawberry at his forehead. You
admired the arc of the berry as it bounced off.
Shaking his head at your audacity
Jongup faked you out by acting like he was reaching for the flour
when he snatched up the chocolate sauce and squirted you in the face.
You gasped and reached for flour, sugar, anything you could get your
hands on and just started throwing fistfuls. He returned with volleys
of eggs tossed in your direction. Running from the eggs you grabbed
the bowl of wet ingredients he had been stirring and reached in for a
sticky glob. Jongup caught up to you then and turned you
with his hand on your hip. Simultaneously he sprayed whipped cream in
your face and you smeared your glob in his.
The two of you stared at each other and
how ridiculous you looked then howled with laughter. Finally you
wheezed out, “So is it a draw?”
Unexpectedly Jongup swept your feet out
from under you and brought you gently down to the kitchen floor. With
you under him he licked a long stripe of cream off your neck. “Nope.
I win.” You rolled your eyes at how smug your boyfriend sounded as
he resumed licking your neck. He was making yummy noises and you
wondered if this might get even more fun until he stopped and spit
That set you two off again and Uppie
buried his head in the filthy crook of your neck as you both carried
on until you were panting and your sides hurt. Lying on your back
you felt the warmth and weight of your happy boyfriend on top of you as you took
in your ruined kitchen.