Max Is Painfully Bad At Cooking. [blurb]

Max is painfully bad at cooking. [blurb]

I mean it. He orders food, or you'll cook in his place sometimes when you're there. Not a single hair in his body was destined to cook. The last time the stove was on for him to boil some water, the pot burned and the water is gone because he left them while chatting with his friend on stream. He thought water couldn't boil that fast.. right? Dead wrong. But deep in his heart, he'll try if it was regarding you. One day, both of you were too hungry to wait for your food order. The only restaurant open at wee hours of night is far away. The order said to be arriving in 45 minutes. Seeing your tired face as he read the arrival time for the order, he mentally notes to find a cup noodles. As you cleaned yourself and lay on the bed for a while, he started his work on the kitchen. He boiled some water and opens a cup noodle beside the pot. He kept an intense stare at the water boiling at the pot. Once the water start boiling for quite a time, he turned the stove off and poured the hot water into the cup noodles and stir it for quite a while. After stirring what he deemed is enough for a cup noodles, he calls you from the living room.

You perked at the mention of noodles by him. You approached him in the living room, with him handling you the cup noodles as he turns on the TV to find something to watched. As you sip the string of noodles, you can't help but notice how the noodles wasn't cooked thoroughly; it was half cooked. And the color of the broth.. Is this flavor of noodle was supposed to have broth? You read the flavor name slightly as he watches you with pride in his eyes. Whew. This is a fried noodles; it wasn't supposed to have any broth. Max looked at you hopefully, grinning. The TV was long forgotten, all his focused was consumed by his lover eating the noodles he cooked.

"Schatje? I cooked you some noodles,"

He looked so proud; you don't have the heart to tell him that this noodle wasn't supposed to have broth and the noodle is half-cooked, so you replied,

"How was it? Was it good?"

"Yeah! It's good, Max!" as you finished the noodle he cooked.

Safe to say when the food arrived, you're the first to eat, and being the last to finish. Satisfy the hunger, they say.

After all, it's the thought that counts.

[little blurbs as I worked on longer fic.. hope you like it!]

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