a/n: almost a month of staying indoors and i finally jumped on the bandwagon and made my own dalgona coffee/phenti hui coffee...i manually whisked it for 23 mins...it turned out pretty good!
and then i thought: hey...why not have pharoga make dalgona coffee together and bicker about it.
Erik sighed in irritation as he continued whisking instant coffee, sugar, and hot water together in a bowl. He cursed under his breath for wasting his time on this instead of working on his music.
“Erik does not see what is so desirable about a cup of coffee that takes half an hour to make when he can prepare one in less than a minute.” Erik whisked harder, impatient.
Daroga rolled his eyes. “Perhaps if you’ve whisked more than you’ve complained, you’ll be finished by now.”
Erik stopped and slammed the bowl down on the table in anger, the mixture no longer in the bowl but splattered across the table.
“Why does Erik even have to make this…Daroga coffee?”
“It’s Dalgona coffee, Erik,” the Persian man corrected him.
“Whatever,” Erik huffed. “Erik likes his version better. This coffee is simply stupid. Like you.”
“Well, it looks like that ‘stupid coffee’ has gone everywhere, my dear friend, and you have to start over.”
“Erik refuses to participate in this nonsense any longer!” He scowled.
“It is quite amusing that it took you two decades to compose Don Juan Triumphant,” Daroga casually remarked. “And yet you give up on a simple drink that takes only a few minutes of your time.”
Erik narrowed his eyes at the other man and begrudgingly started a fresh batch.
The Persian hummed in satisfaction and continued to work on his coffee.
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