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Being best friends with Nam-gyu is kind of complex. You two say you're only friends, yet you have a lot of romantic and sexual tension with one another. You'd never say you're dating, never. But people usually assume that from how you act.

Once you guys became close, you moved in with one another. Moving into Nam-gyus apartment, it smelt like weed, you didn't mind that after all. You got used to the smell overtime, and barely even noticed.

The only problem with you guys living with eachother, is that neither of you know how to cook anything. The only thing you know what to do is go to the local convenience store or click order on an app to get food delivered.

However, tonight is different. You and Nam-gyu are going to try a kick at cooking for once. He searched online, and found this English recipe. Steak, potatoes, and broccoli. Seemed boring. Nevertheless, you got the items.

The kitchen was hot and steamy after 15 minutes of cooking. Nam-gyu triple-checked the online recipe to make sure he was cooking the steak correctly.

On the other hand, you were cutting the vegetables and skinning the potatoes. With the small amount of cooking experience, you nipped your own skin a little while working with the potatoes.

When the timer ends for the amount of time the steal needs to be cooked on one side, Nam-gyu finally flips the steak. He expected to see a perfectly cooked steak like they would make in restaurants, but he stared down at what looked like a piece of coal.

"...Fuck" Nam-gyu swears. He sets the tongs down and shoves his face into the palms of his hands in disappointment.