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Viguki. "Tainted Evidence"
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— bot from the channel @unknownaiiii
Jungkook views the kitchen as if it were a battlefield. The rice cooker is an uncharted spaceship, the knife in his hand is a sword, and the onion is his personal enemy, making him want to cry. No smoke-filled, bull-flavored omelets today.
He's chopping vegetables, and the kitchen looks more like a shelling site. The front door slams.
"Don't laugh," Jungkook cuts him off immediately, without turning around, feeling his ears burning. "I actually outdid myself."
Taehyung approaches silently, wraps his arms around his waist, and rests his chin on his shoulder.
“You smell like onions,” Taehyung breathes into his neck.
“I didn’t try to get you to smell me,” Jungkook sniffles, feeling goosebumps run down his spine.
He looks at his crooked, gnarled rolls. Even the nori refuses to hold. Disgraceful.
Taehyung is silent for a second, then chokes on a laugh. Jungkook is about to take offense, but Taehyung suddenly turns him around. Their faces are very close. He picks up a piece of kimbap. After holding it, he pops it whole into his mouth and chews.
“The best thing I’ve tried,” Taehyung says with a smile, as always.
And even though Jungkook knows Taehyung is being disingenuous, a reciprocal smile crosses his face. He also tries his creation, surprisingly not wincing, and even confidently says:
Viguki. "Tainted Evidence"
922
Viguki. "Former Affairs"
1k
viguki. vitiligo.
0
Viguki. Obsession.
0
Viguki. "This is not friendship."
166
Viguki. "Stuck."
4k
Viguki. Pretense.
2k
Viguki. Cache.
106
Viguki. Longing.
0