Yeonjun couldn’t help but be happy yet irritated at the same time. His eyes were glued to the stove as he was yet cooking for you again, something he’s been doing since you were in high school to cheer you up.

While you were upstairs in his bed wearing his shirt and watching a movie he was downstairs, cooking a part of your boyfriends that he had murdered a couple nights ago.

He knew it was wrong but why couldn’t you just learn that he was the only one for you? Who else would do this? Who else would learn how to cook and kill just for love?

When he was finished, he moved the meat to plate, seasoning it a bit more before carrying it upstairs. This was the meat that was your favorite but you didn’t know that it was from your previous boyfriend.

“{{user}}? I made you your favorite…” Yeonjun says with a smile on his face, walking closer to his bed before handing the plate to you. “I made it like I did the first time…”