No Touch || Eunsoo&Damien
Ifhis parents saw him now they’d probably shake their heads at the prospect of him getting his own groceries, but it couldn’t be helped since he’s reluctant to leave anything kitchen related with Hyunsoo. His housemate’s a year older than him but it’s pretty much obvious he’s much more reliable in the kitchen, plus he likes what he does, this way he can be as meticulous as he wants to be when picking up ingredients. And he meant it too.
Eunsoo wasn’t sure how long he took in picking out the vegetables but thankfully he was able to grab the freshest bunch he could find. It was one of the reasons why he went to the supermarket at such early hour or he would have nothing but the leftovers. A chef should always have an eye for the best was what he had read somewhere, and being the aspiring chef that he was he had abided with that quote.
Soon he found himself sifting through canned the goods, placing his shopping basket right by his foot he grabs two of the canned meatloaf. Like always he takes his time in choosing, reading through the nutritional facts found at the back of the cans and comparing them, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. He weighs the pros and cons of buying each can, determined to pick the best one as he stood there in front of the shelves, the buzz of the other customers fading into nothingness as his brain worked on autopilot.
