F O U R T Y O N E
"don't mess up the kitchen!"
hoseok's mother said before leaving the two
with cooking materials alone in the house.
hobi gathered a ball of flour, using butter
to keep it stuck together. it somewhat failed oops.
"i have my weapon, i will release my defense!"
he said hiding behind the island counter.
orignally they were going to make cookies. were.
"i have my chocolate syrup to squirt on you my man i bet you won't!" she hid behind the fridge in the small space. "if we can meet in the middle and continue our
cooking session it would be a joy ms." he said slowly coming out from behind the island. she removed herself from her corner.
they met in the middle and tried to cook. bwoop.
"jung hoseok!" he never said the cooking session
wouldn't involve him proceeding to
throw the flower on her pfft.
YOU ARE READING
HIM
Poetrya recollection of all those times they spent just loving one another hoseok © SACCHARINEYKH
