Chef of the Night || ?? & Chul ⢠Open ā¢
otd-chul:
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āIād give you some of the kimchi in my bag, but I donāt like sharing the special ones that my chefs made only for me.ā Chul told the other as he went to the kitchen. Anyone would be wary of sharing their food when it was specifically designed to cater for oneās unique hunger for poisons. To be more precise, the food that was currently sealed tight in the brunetās bag was a kimchi specially made with white snake root and water hemlock (two of the most deadliest poisons in the earth).
Certainly, not a lot of people would be fond of eating such concoction if they werenāt the same as Chul.
āTo make up for it, Iāll cook anything you want. Just say the word and itās yours.ā He said off to the other, a wide smirk on his lips as he gives them a wink.Ā āAnd between you and me, I make a mean puttanesca and cordon bleu. I think we can come to an agreement with that yes?ā
Being acquainted with Chul was a little...odd. The other man was obviously rich as hell and if it werenāt for the fact that Jungshin was the barista whenever Chul visited the cafe, he knew theyād never cross paths in the first place. Well that, and he was a little grateful that the other man seemed to like his coffee concoctions (and that he hadnāt fucked up with his coffee at all). āThatās fine, but thank you for the thought still,ā he said with a smile instead. People had their quirks and he wasnāt about to get into the details of Chulās.
Jungshin chuckled before relaxing in his seat. He just caught up with Chul when he saw him while he was on his way home from his shift at the cafe. He joked that he should be fed this time considering he always gives Chul his coffee, and...well...here they were. āThen Iād like to have your puttanesca and cordon bleu then, Chul-ssi. Iāll agree when I finally get to taste it.ā












