Andy sighed. He took a shower and got dressed. It’s 7 pm. About one hour later Eric will wake up. Andy is the cook in their family. He’s a talented one at that. Anything that Eric wants to eat, Andy will cook it. It's onl normal because he loves Eric. Andy fried some leftover rice. His parents are working overseas, Eric and Andy are the one living in their huge house. It’s a bit weird that there’s some leftover. Because Eric usually eat it all. Did he eat outside yesterday?
Andy couldn’t recall if Eric went out. Ah, never mind! “What are you cooking?!” Eric yelled cutely at the kitchen entrance. Andy almost dropped the pan. He quickly grabbed the hot pan. Luckily, he already moved the rice to a big bowl. Luckily, he wore a glove, so he didn't feel any heat. Andy wore the perfect attire in the kitchen. He had a cute apron and a cute cooking glove, a gift from Eric. It was the most cherished thing for Andy.
“Hyung!” Andy whined at his brother. Eric chuckled and sat down. He grabbed a plate and took a piece of chicken. Then, he scooped lots of fried rice on his plate. He looked at it, he was ready to gulp them all. Andy widened his eyes, but it's not like it was extraordinary for Eric to eat that much. Andy asked his brother jokingly, “Hyung! Try and cook yourself! It’s fun, and you can attract more girls.” It’s not like Eric isn’t popular. He is really popular, despite his lazy image.
Eric pulled a face as he was grabbing a chicken drumstick. “I don’t want. I only like to eat, sleep and eat.” He then started eating. Andy was doing the dishes. Andy kept quiet for a while and Eric realized that. He said soothingly,“Don’t sulk, Andy. I like to eat because you’re cooking is the best!” He tried to persuade Andy.
“Yeah, yeah. You’re only saying that because you want me to cook for you. Forever. Until the day I die, right?” Andy banged the dishes, showing that he’s angry. Not because he was forced to cook, but he felt that Eric didn’t appreciate his hard work.
“No, no. I really like you and your cooking!” Eric walked towards the sink and showed Andy his puppy face. “Saranghae!” Andy felt that he almost died. “And I wish you would be my wife! You’re 100000 times more special than the other people in my life!”
Eric hugged Andy and kissed his forehead. He looked at Andy's eyes. “Therefore, you should cook more for me!” Eric winked at Andy and ran away before a plate hit him. Andy heard Eric’s laughter from the kitchen. Andy sighed. It’s almost impossible to hope for a miracle.
He is Eric’s brother. Nothing would change that fact.
Andy sighed. He took a shower and got dressed. It’s 7 pm. About one hour later Eric will wake up. Andy is the cook in their family. He’s a talented one at that. Anything that Eric wants to eat, Andy will cook it. It's onl normal because he loves Eric. Andy fried some leftover rice. His parents are working overseas, Eric and Andy are the one living in their huge house. It’s a bit weird that there’s some leftover. Because Eric usually eat it all. Did he eat outside yesterday? Andy couldn’t recall if Eric went out. Ah, never mind! “What are you cooking?!” Eric yelled cutely at the kitchen entrance. Andy almost dropped the pan. He quickly grabbed the hot pan. Luckily, he already moved the rice to a big bowl. Luckily, he wore a glove, so he didn't feel any heat. Andy wore the perfect attire in the kitchen. He had a cute apron and a cute cooking glove, a gift from Eric. It was the most cherished thing for Andy. “Hyung!” Andy whined at his brother. Eric chuckled and sat down. He grabbed a plate and took a piece of chicken. Then, he scooped lots of fried rice on his plate. He looked at it, he was ready to gulp them all. Andy widened his eyes, but it's not like it was extraordinary for Eric to eat that much. Andy asked his brother jokingly, “Hyung! Try and cook yourself! It’s fun, and you can attract more girls.” It’s not like Eric isn’t popular. He is really popular, despite his lazy image. Eric pulled a face as he was grabbing a chicken drumstick. “I don’t want. I only like to eat, sleep and eat.” He then started eating. Andy was doing the dishes. Andy kept quiet for a while and Eric realized that. He said soothingly,“Don’t sulk, Andy. I like to eat because you’re cooking is the best!” He tried to persuade Andy. “Yeah, yeah. You’re only saying that because you want me to cook for you. Forever. Until the day I die, right?” Andy banged the dishes, showing that he’s angry. Not because he was forced to cook, but he felt that Eric didn’t appreciate his hard work. “No, no. I really like you and your cooking!” Eric walked towards the sink and showed Andy his puppy face. “Saranghae!” Andy felt that he almost died. “And I wish you would be my wife! You’re 100000 times more special than the other people in my life!” Eric hugged Andy and kissed his forehead. He looked at Andy's eyes. “Therefore, you should cook more for me!” Eric winked at Andy and ran away before a plate hit him. Andy heard Eric’s laughter from the kitchen. Andy sighed. It’s almost impossible to hope for a miracle. He is Eric’s brother. Nothing would change that fact.
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