ravioli ravioli
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jaehyun is not a chef. he is not a chef and will probably never be one, but if there’s one thing that he is, it’s stubborn when it comes to trying to do something. he’d watched a video on youtube of someone cooking spaghetti and had been inspired. though jaehyun’s the kind of guy who burns his own toast, so in all honesty, he probably shouldn’t have told mingyu to keep an empty stomach and not order out.
it’s only when he’s done and takes a bite of the food does he scrunch his face in disgust. “it’s...” he takes another bite, “salty. and wet. i don’t think spaghetti is supposed to be this wet.” he passes the plate to mingyu and takes a seat next to the boy.
sighing, he pulls out his phone. “i wonder why it tastes like that... i made sure to follow the recipe...” he replays the video and his mouth forms an ‘o’ shape when he realizes what he’s done wrong. “shoot. i mixed up salt and sugar... and teaspoon and tablespoon...” he groans and places his head on mingyu’s shoulder in what feels like agony.
after a moment he finally lifts his head to look at his group member. “should we just eat out? or order in? i really tried mingyu, i wanted to cook something delicious for us... i’m sorry,” he frowns.











