Minho.

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The Minsons. "Kitchen Rumble"

Jisung didn't like the kitchen fuss, especially when Minho tried to "help."

"You're cutting the onion on the wrong side," the omega said, looking at the alpha, who was sneezing over the cutting board.

"Is there a correct one?" Minho raised his red eyes and sniffled.

Jisung silently took the knife and bow from him and pushed the alpha towards the stove.

— Stir the soup.

“I’m in the way,” Minho picked up the ladle and began moving it around in a circle, occasionally pulling out pieces of carrot and eating them.

“You’re making the soup thin,” Jisung noted, but without malice.

• I'm tasting it.

Jisung sighed, set the pan on the stove, and tossed in the meat. The smell of fried onions and spices filled the kitchen. Minho moved closer, peering over the omega's shoulder.

— Will it be tasty?

• Will.

• Are you sure?

• Minho.

• What? I was just asking.

Jisung turned around. The Alpha was looking down at him, not a hint of fear in his eyes, only curiosity and a slight smile. The Omega couldn't resist. He took Minho by the chin, squeezed his fingers lightly, and kissed him—briefly, almost weightlessly.

• Go set the table.

"Would you like to kiss me again?" Minho reached for his lips.

• After dinner.

• And after dinner you will wash the dishes.

• Will.

• And I will stand next to you and get in the way?

“As usual,” Jisung chuckled and gently pushed the alpha towards the cupboard with plates.