drabble: monday
He cooks Kimchi chigae added with lots of tuna, tofu and vegetables and ingredients which he loved.
A tinge of spice and a spoonful of chili paste. He stirs the soup and takes a spoon to try.
Sipping a little of the hot soup, he scalded his tongue.
“It’s done” and switches off the stove. He uses a ladle and split the pot of Kimchi chigae into 2 portions.
He arranges the ingredients nicely so that it will look appetizing.
He moves on to prepare the potato pancakes.
He flips the pancakes over and waited till it browned.
An aromatic smell filled the kitchen and the pancake was done.
The meal which he prepared was ready after an hour.
He carries them out and places 1 portion of the chigae and pancake on the table while he walked into another room with the remaining portion.
He steps into the icy cold room.
He places it in front.
“Eat well Yunnie” he smiles at the picture while rubbing the cheek of the person.
He closes the door and walks back to his table where his steaming hot chigae was waiting.
He pulls the chair out and picks up his cutleries.
Sipping a spoon of soup, he remembered how his Yunnie loved his cooking.
He took another sip and picks up the meat; he remembered how his Yunnie touched him.
He took another sip, a tear fell.
He took one more sip, a stream of tears flowed.
“Yunnie, I miss you” He cried silently.
1 year; it was his death anniversary.
1 year; he avoided cooking his favorite dish.
1 year; he lived in pain and suffered.
1 year; he still could not forget him.
1 year; it will remain forever.
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A/n: My friend challenged me to write an angst fic so i started with a drabble. This is my first time writing and I SWEAR ITS SO HARD TO WRITE ONE T^T. So how was it? Does it even make sense? Can this be considered an angst? I avoid reading character death and angsty fics so not much experience Dx I wrote this with a little help of Jaejoong's solo song for SKK. OMG THE SONG IS SOOOO SAD AND DEPRESSING AND IT MAKES MY HEART ACHE.
Do comment kaaayz! I LOVE COMMENTS (:
A tinge of spice and a spoonful of chili paste. He stirs the soup and takes a spoon to try.
Sipping a little of the hot soup, he scalded his tongue.
“It’s done” and switches off the stove. He uses a ladle and split the pot of Kimchi chigae into 2 portions.
He arranges the ingredients nicely so that it will look appetizing.
He moves on to prepare the potato pancakes.
He flips the pancakes over and waited till it browned.
An aromatic smell filled the kitchen and the pancake was done.
The meal which he prepared was ready after an hour.
He carries them out and places 1 portion of the chigae and pancake on the table while he walked into another room with the remaining portion.
He steps into the icy cold room.
He places it in front.
“Eat well Yunnie” he smiles at the picture while rubbing the cheek of the person.
He closes the door and walks back to his table where his steaming hot chigae was waiting.
He pulls the chair out and picks up his cutleries.
Sipping a spoon of soup, he remembered how his Yunnie loved his cooking.
He took another sip and picks up the meat; he remembered how his Yunnie touched him.
He took another sip, a tear fell.
He took one more sip, a stream of tears flowed.
“Yunnie, I miss you” He cried silently.
1 year; it was his death anniversary.
1 year; he avoided cooking his favorite dish.
1 year; he lived in pain and suffered.
1 year; he still could not forget him.
1 year; it will remain forever.
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A/n: My friend challenged me to write an angst fic so i started with a drabble. This is my first time writing and I SWEAR ITS SO HARD TO WRITE ONE T^T. So how was it? Does it even make sense? Can this be considered an angst? I avoid reading character death and angsty fics so not much experience Dx I wrote this with a little help of Jaejoong's solo song for SKK. OMG THE SONG IS SOOOO SAD AND DEPRESSING AND IT MAKES MY HEART ACHE.
Do comment kaaayz! I LOVE COMMENTS (: