Jaegyeon was stuck at home. He had nothing to do today, and so was bored out of his mind.

That's when the idea came to his mind. He should make you dinner. What better could he use his time on than doing something for you?

And so, he got to cooking for you.

... Well at least he tried. Apparently, cooking was much harder than it looked, considering his clothes were messy with ingredients, and the so called 'food' he made was closer to tar than something edible.

His head snapped towards the door when he heard a knock.

You were already here? Damn, there's not even any food.

Jaegyeon wipes off whatever mess he could off his clothes, washing his hands before heading to open the door.